Juliet asks quietly: If six months from now the fund problems had gone away, would Davis ever have told her about Cilla Grey? It’s Baccarat crystal clear the answer is no. Davis moves toward the car to continue with the photo shoot as if nothing’s wrong, but Juliet doesn’t want to play anymore.
Juliet: I’m just tired from all the posing we’ve been doing.
Davis: Well, just sit, we can take a few …
Juliet: Of course, we’ve been posing for years and it never bothered me.
Davis: Please, just get in the car.
Juliet: Davis, the bags behind you aren’t props. I filled them with your clothes this afternoon.
Juliet: To take with you to the hotel where you’ll be staying, once you drive away from here.
Juliet is finally done once and for all. True to form to the end, Davis blurts out, "How can you do this to me?"
Gee. Let’s see. He lied to her, betrayed her, took their money, humiliated her and broke her heart. That Juliet: what a bitch.
Caitlin gets a call — Caitlin makes an appearance at Luke’s birthday party after the bridal/baby/commitment/adoption/you’re-in-my-will-now shower. As she chats with Zoe, her cell phone rings; it’s Sam, Sam, the Bathroom Man. He affectionately calls her "Spray-on." She tells him she can’t talk now and hangs up, but not before leaving everyone with the distinct impression she will happily call him later.
Caitlin admits she gave her number to a strange guy she met in the bathroom while out with Alicia.
Caitlin: No, not like that. Just some guy, we … I met at the shower. I guess. He wasn’t really at the shower. He was cute. He’s not really cute. I don’t know why I gave him my number. I probably shouldn’t have done that. Zoe, I am the Worst. Lesbian. Ever.
Zoe: You need cake.
Caitlin’s stammering is almost cute. I guess. Not really cute. I don’t know why I said that. I probably shouldn’t have said that. I need a drink.
Closure — Later that night, Juliet roams her ginormous apartment alone, the whiff of man-smell growing fainter with each passing hour. Zoe massages her Supermom muscles after a successful afternoon of laser tag and showing the client what a real Wonder Woman is like.
Caitlin is somewhere, staring at her phone, unable to decide which number she wants to call.
And Mia is walking home, almost to her door now, when she sees Jack coming her way. "Jack, what are you doing here?" she asks softly.
He says he messed up. He’s a jerk. It "sucked" seeing her with Dr. Feelgood. And stuff. It’s all so confusing. Mia looks at him, unmoved.
Mia: What do you want?
Jack: I don’t know. I’m trying to still figuring it out.
Mia: Well, I do. I want to move on with my life.
Jack stands with his hands in his pockets as Mia goes inside. Finally, he walks away. Someone warn the goats.
Next time on Cashmere Mafia: Caitlin fools around with Bathroom Man. Zoe hires a manny, and Mia taps that action. Davis takes Juliet’s money and runs.