Sophia strips off her terrycloth robe and stares at herself in the mirror, rubbing her body. There's gratuitous nudity and skin flashes, because that's what the young people want to see these days, and CBS is nothing if not waaaay wicked neat, yo. She has the good sense to clothe herself when her father knocks; he awkwardly tries to bond by offering to cook dinner. Grumpy, she says she already ate because she doubted he'd be home. She thinks something's suspicious with Sarah, and then they argue about Luke -- Donner thinks he's dangerous, but Sophia is fascinated by what he has to say about being a wolf. Donner prays that Sophia inherited her mother's DNA -- this is the clearest clarification of the point that Sophia is a hybrid and isn't sure whether she'll turn wolf or not, or whether she even wants to change. They're at odds; she should stay away from Luke; snore.

In a misty graveyard, a brunette puts a red rose atop a tombstone, kisses it, and weeps. "Happy Birthday, Amanda," she whispers. A hired goon drags her away, saying, "Time to go, Ruby." She slaps the man's hand away and sullenly hops into the GMC truck that carts her around town in both safety and high style. Lou drives right past her car.

Lou weaves in and out of the maze of graves, stepping over the dry-ice machines. All the tombstones mark the burial sites of dead fifteen- to eighteen-year-olds, shunted into this dismal graveyard because if you're not in 18-49 demographic, you just don't bloody count. Each headstone has the "R" symbol on it, so Lou whips out paper and a pencil to trace the pattern. Lou stumbles upon Amanda Cates's tombstone and freaks out just as a thunderstorm hits, raining anvils upon us all. He sniffs the fresh rose. Interesting note: it says Amanda is the daughter of Willard and Regina Cates, but Willard's wife on the show is named Vivian. I am so scandalized by this.

If one clause in the world is my nemesis, it's the Lou Diamond Phillips Nudity Clause, which apparently mandates that he be shown topless as often as possible. Here, we get him hopping out of the shower sopping wet. The makeup people really outdid themselves -- there must be an entire jumbo tub of Vaseline greasing his torso. I could fry chicken on him. Glistening with goo, Lou grabs the ringing phone and listens to Rev. Raunchy report news about the "R" symbol. It's from the Norse alphabet, circa the fifth century, and it means "aridho" or "journey," specifically referring to a spiritual or religious transformation. The wearer hopes it will protect him or her from danger. The Rev offers to email more information, because CBS is really high-tech and telephones are for old people, and if this network loves anyone, it's young people, yes sir. Raunchy adds that the pendant is incredibly valuable.