Sean is on Jeremy's trail, and his first stop is the front desk at the ratty motel where Jeremy was last staying. And the manager isn't too pleased that Jeremy trashed the room and took off without paying: "If you find him, take a few teeth out for me." Sounds like he knows Sean pretty well.

Out in the parking lot, Sean decides that his next move is to call Zoe's sister Tally on Zoe's cell phone (which, like any high-powered lawyer's cell phone, has three numbers stored on it. Shut up, show). He introduces himself simply as Sean, "a friend of Zoe's," which is enough for Tally. "You're the lottery guy," she says, ambiguously. He says that he's looking for Zoe. Tally asks how he got her number, because she doesn't have caller ID and doesn't realize it's Zoe's phone calling her until Sean tells her. That would have been quite the sharp little emotional rollercoaster for her, wouldn't it? He tells her that he wants to meet someplace where she'll feel safe. "I think we can help each other," he says. Convincing, really. He doesn't even pronounce "help" as "sex."

Yikes! At Cameron and Beth's house, the baby is up on the table in a baby chair. That's not the scary part; it looks perfectly stable. What's scary is that Beth is right up in the baby's face, smiling and cooing and being all sweet to him. The baby smiles back at her, because babies are stupid. Of course, when Beth hears Cameron come through the door, she gets the hell away from the kid and assumes her usual grim expression. Cameron enters the room, waving an envelope and announcing that Elisa signed the kid over to them. Beth sarcastically says that's great, and then tries to passive-aggressive out of the room. Cameron calls her (and her ugly blue sweater with the black elbow pads that she was wearing in the pilot, like, go back to Paris and don't come back until you've found something decent to wear, if at all) back, telling her to talk to him. Beth says that she already tried to talk to him: "I told you I wanted a child and you freaked out," says the woman who went to Paris the very next second: "You said we had to have this huge discussion about it together. And then you went and did this alone." Cameron says that it was a decision in the moment, on which she calls bullshit: "Your head's always in the future. It's like you've got one foot in this marriage and the other's in the next town or college, or the next grand passion, whatever that is." This is quite enough talking for Cameron, so he says that he's off to get formula. Beth snaps that she already got some. Cameron picks up the fussy kid and asks Beth to hold him (the baby, not Cameron) while he heats up the formula. Beth refuses: "You decided to do this alone. Now deal with it alone." And she marches out. You know, I used to think Cameron was just an insufferable prick. Now I realize that these two deserve each other.