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Taking a break, Jackie and her newest pet, Jesse, sit outside on the deck together. Jackie's telling him all about her Palm Springs client. "She's filthy, filthy rich." I guess that's all we need to know about that. "Mimi is busy and can't watch the dogs. I need a big favor…" Jesse doesn't wait for her to finish, "Oh, I'll watch the puppies." What could Mimi possibly be doing that she can't dog sit for her own girlfriend? Off to the side, Brian's pretending to be on his cell but is actually eavesdropping on the whole conversation.

Jackie warns, "Don't let the dogs out. I have serious coyotes up there. And no sex in my bed. Don't even touch the sheets." Jesse asks, "What about lesbian sex?" I suppose that would be alright, as soon as he becomes a lesbian. Jackie says, "You know, I don't usually let people stay in my house, but I trust you." Hoo boy. Why doesn't she jinx herself even more and say, “What could possibly happen? ”

Back inside, Jackie's on the phone with Mimi again. There isn't much Jackie can say that doesn't set Mimi off in some way. "I don't want to fight with her anymore," Mimi tells us, without a hint of irony. Jackie tells her, "If you don't want to say goodbye to me tonight, I think that sucks actually, really sucks." Puh-leese. You're not shipping out to Iraq, you're going to Palm Springs for two days.

Meanwhile, Jesse is still outside, but now he's goofing around with Erika, who actually cracks a smile. Jesse takes two pieces of fruit from a bowl, sticks them in his shirt, and thrusts his chest out as he does squats. "It's not easy being Erika!" Erika's laughing along with him. I'm waiting for Rebecca to come running over with reaching hands, shrieking "Boobies!" but, disappointingly, she doesn't.

Jesse takes out his citrus breasts and puts one down his shorts. "Now I'm Jackie!" He sticks out his hips, grabs the bulge and jumps around. Erika thinks it's hysterical.

Jesse tells us, "You can't cross the line because I'll cross it with you, and we'll just keep going. And we do." His Jackie impression did cross a line, but her balls are bigger than his, so it makes sense he has to stuff a little. Just another day at Sky Sport and Day Care.

Later that evening, Mimi comes over to Jackie's to say her good-byes. In the bedroom, they're drinking wine, of course. There are clothes all over the bed as Jackie packs for her trip. "What's this?" Mimi asks, holding up a sparkly halter top between two fingers. She puts it on over her shirt and mocks Jackie in a sing-song voice, "My name is Jackie and I'm your trainer. And lunge, and lunge, and squaaat." Jackie's laughing.

Mimi finds a headshot of the client in a folder. "That's who you're gonna train? She's fat, right?" The picture doesn't look like that of a rich, fat lady; it looks like a Playmate wannabe. Mimi studies the soft-focus gauzy shot of a woman with tousled hair, an open shirt and pouty lips. Jackie says casually, "She's heavy now."

Mimi throws the photo off the bed. She throws the whole folder and then starts tossing clothes onto the floor for good measure. Jackie tries to remain calm. "Nobody ever looks as good as their headshot. Trust me." Mimi does a little dance on the picture, tearing it up under her big, black boots.

Jackie tells us, "She marks her territory appropriately." Then correcting herself, "Or not, actually. I mean, it was kind of a cute reaction, getting jealous, but it's getting old." And there it is, ladies and gentlemen. In case you were wondering what in the hell these two women are doing together, Jackie likes it. She loves it. Sigh.

Mimi continues her interrogation of Mrs. Palm Springs. She asks, "30?" Jackie says, "That's not her age, that's a mistake." Mimi replies sarcastically, "Really?" Jackie gives up, "Trust me. I don't know how old she is." Trying to get off the subject, Jackie says sweetly, "Come here. Give me the paw." Good Fifi. They lounge on the bed together.

Mimi confides in us, "I still had that tick. Like a little annoying bug in the back of my mind. It makes me think that she's hiding something." Mimi, you always think she's hiding something. But this time, I do too.

The next day, socialite and businesswoman, Sarah Siegel-Magness, picks Jackie up at LAX in her private jet: She looks exactly like Molly Shannon. What is with this show, everyone looks like someone famous?

Sarah Siegel-Magness tells Jackie, "I totally need you to kick my butt. I need a rounder ass." Jackie says, "That's what I'm here to do, increase the intensity. We're going to work on that Irish booty you have." Apparently, Jackie's thinking of Molly Shannon too, because this woman's name is Siegel. There's all sorts of talk to get psyched about working out: chiseling and redefining, kick up the game, two pack, six pack, ten pack. It reminds me--I'm out of beer.

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