Later on, Nancy shows up at Doug's poker night to make her pitch. She's got brownies and cookies and popcorn balls all loaded up with THC (which won't clog up their lungs or stink up their clothing, she says), plus some of that high-end smokable weed for the old-schoolers. She's even brought samples! Her pitch is this: Nancy's got what they like and she brings it right to them, without them having to schlep into the city, and without the pot clubs Xeroxing their driver's licenses and putting them in a state data bank, where they'd be a registered weed fiend for all (particularly ex-wives) to see. Doug practically does a spit take at that last part, and Dean's been salivating over Nancy's sweets for the last five minutes, so needless to say, Nancy's back in business.
Back at the neighborhood flop-house, Megan is surveying the wall where her head-giving skills were given such a ringing endorsement, and she sees that next to it, someone has spray-painted "I'm sorry. P.S. My maid thinks I fucked a Smurf." Okay, Silas, that was cute. As cute as an apology for expecting blowjobs-on-demand from a near-stranger can be, anyway. Megan sees him sitting on the floor next to his graffiti confession and she hunkers on down next to him and gives him a sweet smile.
Back in the Botwin kitchen, Nancy's getting ready to bake again, but Lupita remarks that her butter doesn't look right. It's sage, Nancy says, but Lupita doesn't think it smells like sage. Nancy says her menopause must be messing with her sense of smell. "I don't smell with my coochie," smirks Lupita. Thanks to Charo, we know how funny the word "coochie" sound with a Hispanic accent. Shane comes in and goes for a taste of the cookie batter, but Nancy yelps something about salmonella and eats the goo off his finger. She then asks him if the "mountain lion" he shot was perhaps wearing a collar and meowing and maybe answered to the name "the Alderman's cat." Shane insists he shot the mountain lion, because it's what his dad would have done. Nancy's no match for that and she pulls Shane into a hug. Shane's a boy, so he looks uncomfortable and struggles a bit as his mom kisses his head and tells him she wants the BB gun. She'll be protecting the family for now.