...and then Doug is wracking the guilt out of Celia as she bounces up and down on his lap, banging his head against the headboard and barking like a dog. "Good girl!" Doug encourages her delightedly. If they want to be really dirty and transgressive about it, they should take this little enterprise down to the dog park.
Afterglow. Or betweenglow, really. Doug and Celia agree that they shouldn't be doing this; they have families, and children. "Beautiful children," adds Doug. Celia says that this would detroy them. I can't believe she said that, instead of some qualifier about Isabelle's attractiveness.
And then Celia and Doug are trying it doggie-style. "LEGENDARY!" screams Doug as he comes. And he's not even looking in the mirror!
Grow house. Nancy is complaining to Conrad that Heylia could think Nancy would be able to make Peter "disappear." She paces around, ranting off the litany of her hassles in life, from Peter's demand that she quit the business to Silas's plan to drop out of school and all stops in between (including that she's never been to China -- shut up, Nancy), until Conrad grabs the empty iced coffee cup out of her hand, sits her up on the island, and starts performing an acupressure technique on her hand that he learned from a Korean girl. Nancy, slowing her breathing, says that she's out of moves. "'Moves' mean you think things through," says Conrad. "You have been reacting...You dug a bed a mile deep and a foot wide and you're looking back up at a pinhole. You're out." Nancy smiles sadly, knowing he's right. He tells her to go to Peter, tell him she loves him, and say that after the next harvest, when she's gotten her money back, she's quitting. He can wipe Heylia off his board, and Conrad will take his equipment and "disappear." Nancy breathes that she's sorry, but Conrad, nice as he's being in the crisis, says that he doesn't want to hear that right now. As Nancy lets the gravity of the situation sink in, Conrad asks, "Do you love him?" "Who?" asks Nancy, idiotically. "Agent Wonder Bread," says Conrad irritably. Nancy says she's not sure. Conrad asks if she thinks she could. It's not like he makes it easy, I have to say.
But Nancy follow's Conrad's advice to the letter: the next cut is to Peter, sitting at the coffee shop, marveling that Nancy's going to quit. Nancy babbles that the hours suck: "No health insurance." Peter's dubious, but Nancy takes his hand and asks him to come for dinner with her family. Peter's even more dubious that Silas will want to dine with him, but Nancy insists, adding that he should bring a toothbrush. Peter can't believe that he's staying over. Nancy promises that it will be great. Peter should know by now what Nancy's promises are worth.