Now that things are settled with Kenny, Roger gets a meeting for Don – on Monday morning. That’s 48 hours away. Don flips, freaking about how he can prepare in 48 hours (without Peggy! By the way, Peggy doesn’t even make an appearance in this episode; nor do Ginsberg or Stan.)
Oops! What with the embezzlement drama, Don forgot to tell Megan that Sally was coming over. Way to forget about both Sally and your wife’s needs! When Don gets home, Megan starts to blow up at him. She’s pissed.
She has an audition. And a life. And stuff. She’s offended by “the assumption that I have nothing else to do!” But because Megan’s in incredible sweetheart, as soon as Don starts to explain the Lane situation, she’s sympathetic and calm.
Lane’s wife is also waiting for him at home. She’s not deterred when Lane stumbles in drunk: completely unaware of his troubles, she thinks he’s been out celebrating his appointment to AAAA. Her lines here are so stinging in her genuine happiness and pride in him. “I’m tired of you refusing to celebrate the successes when they come!” She pushes him out the door to dinner – actually, to the garage, where she has a surprised him with a Jaguar (which she bought with a check).
She admonishes him, “You never spend on yourself!” Yeeesh. Lane starts puking, whether from alcohol or horror, putting off his test drive. He puts the drive off again the next day, claiming he has “errands” to finish before he would feel right driving it.
Since Don’s working all weekend on his emergency pitch, Megan is stuck with Sally, and takes her out with her annoying redhead friend to a very grownup lunch. By “very grownup,” I mean the friend opens with an anecdote about a guy asking if the carpet matches the drapes.
Sally, clearly not understanding, says the grownup girl talk can continue: “It’s okay. I have a boyfriend.” She also gets a grownup drink, coffee, although she pours a Scarface-worthy amount of sugar in. When Megan’s friend snarks that Glen isn’t a real boyfriend, Megan offers a very sweet definition: “A boyfriend’s a friend that makes you feel special, that knows you. Holding hands is plenty.”
That night, Sally calls Glen to make plans to meet up. Since nobody can drive her to school Monday morning, that means she can skip – and that Glen can sneak out of school, bike to the train station, and take the train two hours to see her.
Later that night, Layne rolls out of bed to put together suicide attempt number one – the exhaust from the Jaguar. He funnels the exhaust into the car, but when he tries to turn the engine on, it fails.
The car is a lemon. Not to be deterred, Lane heads to the office.
By the time Glen arrives the next morning, Megan and Don are long gone and Sally looks like a little Betty with her flipped hair, makeup, and tall boots. Because Glen’s the biggest dorkaroo ever, he suggests they hit the museum on their day off from school.
Glen and Sally slowly reestablish their comfort with each other after months apart. Glen opens up to her about his situation at school: he’s not cool, he gets beat up, and the cool kids peed in his locker . To get the guys off his back, Glen admits that he told them he was coming to the city to have sex with her. Sally’s taken aback, but not offended, and claims that she’s not sure if she likes him that way. She also disses his creepy, wispy Pedro-for-Napoleon-esque mustache. Glen responds that Sally is like a little sister to him. I’m pretty sure Sally DOES like Glen that way, so why did she say that? To test him?