Back on the line, Kate is basically coming out as a Slytherin to Betty. Betty asks how she can build life with a man who doesn’t even know her real name, to which she replies, “What do you want me to tell him? That my father was a crazy street preacher who died in an alley?”
Ten points to Slytherin.
This is McAndrews first real fight and I gotta say, it is clearing the air.
Down in the bomb shelter, which I remember as being a lot less noir before Cliff showed up, Gladys reports her suspicion that Marco was involved in the warehouse holdup, although she stresses that Frankie was the ringleader. When a couple ladies come in, Gladys panics at the thought of being seen talking to the head of security, and decides it would be much less suspicious to be seen passionately sucking on the head of security’s face.
Kissing: Does not make you invisible.
Gladys: Sorry about the kiss, it was all I could come up with.
“Clifford”: Yeah, I came too.
They part ways.
At Villa Moretti, Frankie and company are going all Robin Hood with the pilfered groceries, because the best thing to do when you commit a crime is show as many people your loot as possible. Marco’s mom comes in and busts it up, and even slaps Marco across the face, thus completing his perceived emasculation. Frankie thinks that Marco is good and primed to meet the big fascist in town.
Back at the Vic Mu ballroom, Lorna has scared away all the other dance students so she can score some private lessons with the milkman. This is going to end SO WELL. They go to the Jewelbox and flirt shamelessly.
Lorna, nobody’s gonna steal your cream if you’re giving it away.