Just another breakfast at the Tellers. Tara enters the room in her I’m-a-real-old-lady-now Affliction & lace tank top. She and Jax discuss the events of the night before. They assume the truck attack was retaliation by Leroy’s guys for his girl’s murder — all this while Thomas gurgles over his milk and Abel sits wide-eyed over his Cheerios. You know, typical American family stuff …
… and when I find out who knocked over our white picket fence I’m going to give him a stern talking to.
Gemma wakes up in an unknown bed and freaks out about her own nakedness and the two naked girls passed out in the same room. As we all do when we freak out, and we happen to be naked, Gemma searches frantically in her purse for her handgun and takes it out, ready to shoot anyone else who comes into the room, especially if that person has clothes on.
Easy, now, I am happy to take this shirt back off if you’ll just put the gun down.
Jimmy Smits tells Gemma that she came on to him at a bar, was drunk as a skunk, and came home with him last night. Before he can explain further, a middle-aged chola who could give Gemma a run for her money, walks in to collect Jeannie and Liz, the naked blondes, who have mysterious “morning dates”. She asks Jimmy if he picked up Gemma through J-Date (good one!) and if he’s okay before she leaves the room.
Good thing you’re circumcised or you would have been stuck with plain ol’ me instead of the Jew GILF last night.
Gemma surmises that she went all the way with Jimmy the night before, that he’s a pimp, and even worse, he’s Hispanic. This day is not starting out well for Gemma.
It does get a little better, as Jimmy turns out to be a real gentleman. He offers her some coffee and a ride home, compliments her “abilities” and suggests that, if she doesn’t want to see him at all again, she can call a cab and he’ll sneak her out the side exit. No walks of shame for this lady!
At Clay’s house, Chibs, Tig and Juice wait for him to get off the phone with the Irish, trying to smooth things over since they heard about the truck hit from last night. The guys decide to bring it to church and talk to Jax, since he’s now the President of SAMCRO. Tig offers Clay a ride to Piney’s memorial later that day, but Clay declines, saying he’s not going, much to the chagrin of the guys, Tig in particular.
Back at “Diosa International”, Jimmy Smits’ escort service, Gemma has made her way downstairs to take Jimmy up on that cup of coffee. They sit and chat, exchange real names — he’s Nero Padilla, apparently — and discover the reason they made contact in the first place. Gemma noticed his similar scar from his heart surgery at the bar the previous night. In addition, we find out that Gemma was the one who invited the two blondes to the party, told Nero her name was “Rose” and forgot to mention she was married. She must have been drinking some good shit at that bar. She’s saved from further embarrassment by the cab calling her cell to let her know it’s there and on her way out, she gives Nero her phone number and thanks him for “not being a dick”.
Also, thanks for having a dick. I did enjoy it.