Party. Kat tries one more time to get Andy to run away with her, but no dice. She asks for his van keys. Andy, affronted, says that he isn't going to give her his van, but when she points out that she'll just steal it anyway, he figures it's a fair enough proposal, and hands them over. Kat leaps on Andy for one final face-sucking kiss, and then she's gone. Or, rather, "gone." These ones never leave that easily.

Dean and Doug find each other at the punch bowl and glare each other down. Dean: "Wife fucker." Doug: "Career wrecker." Dean takes a swipe at Doug, who complains, "You punched my neck!" Dean says that Doug is "freakishly tall." Doug: "I'm also freakishly long, so imagine how much of me was in your wife." There's a beat, but not a long one, and then, as Celia watches, pulling on her flask, Dean and Doug are rolling around on the floor in the one and only male/male wrestling match I've ever seen on TV that's completely devoid of homoeroticism.

A hectic Silas enters and finds Shane. He admits, under questioning, that he missed Shane's speech. "You're an asshole," pouts Shane. Silas asks where Nancy is. Shane tells her he doesn't know, and that she skipped out of the ceremony. Ruffling Shane's hair, Silas sighs, "Some fucking family you got stuck with, huh?" Indeed, it's a sad day when the most responsible Botwin is ANDY.

Grow house. Conrad's phone rings; it's U-Turn. Conrad confirms that U-Turn will be there at the actual 3 o'clock, and not on "black people time." He hangs up, and when Nancy asks what that means, Conrad says that it's a cultural stereotype: some black people like watermelon, some can dance, and most have trouble getting places on time. Nancy feels that: "I like gin, and I'm not much for hugging." She asks whether he brought a gun, but he says that's one stereotype he won't be fulfilling today. Nancy says she has one, and, pulling it out, explains the provenance of Celia's sidearm. Conrad, freaking out, takes it from her and puts it in the microwave, Nancy huffing that there aren't any bullets in it. Conrad: "Another brilliant plan from you."

"You shouldn't put metal in the microwave," says Peter, Dirty Harry-ing his way in. "Hi, honey," says Nancy tightly. "I got your note!" Peter, motioning toward Conrad, asks, "You been fucking him the whole time we've been married?" Nancy sort of flaps her arms and pouts in a way that was probably adorable when she was four as she says no, she told Peter that. "But you're a liar," says Peter, not without foundation. "It's just business between us," says Conrad gravely. "Always has been." "Huh," says Peter. "Your loss. She fucks like a wild animal." I guess there's no point being chivalrous now that his bridge to Nancy's pants is entirely burnt. As Nancy lets this "compliment" sink in, Sanjay rolls in. Peter turns on him instantly, gun drawn. Sanjay puts his hands up, asking if it isn't his shift. Peter recognizes Sanjay as the "little shit" who smashed Peter's muffin. Sanjay: "...Forgive me?" He's really not the forgiving type, dude.