- Ron: So?
- Becca: So what?
- Ron: What do you mean "So what?" We haven't even talked about last night yet.
- Becca: What's there to talk about?
- Ron: Seriously?
- Becca: I know, I uh. I don't know what to say. It brought up a lot of mixed emotions.
- Ron: Yeah, I understand. We don't have to do it again.
- Becca: No, that's... not what I'm saying. Uh, was it what you thought it was gonna be? Did you ever see yourself doing what we did?
- Ron: I mean I thought about it in a fantasy kind of way, cause I'm a guy.
- Becca: Really.
- Ron: I mean, the fantasy was sort of different.
- Becca: [Ron is eating cereal and Becca tries to open the cupboard door, it falls off] Damn it!
- Ron: Here, let me do that.
- [he helps her with the cupboard door]
- Becca: No, I'll fix it. You'll just re-injure your back and we'll be screwed for another year.
- Ron: Becca, I told you, I'll deal with it, the doctor said I'm gonna go back to work.
- Becca: It's about time. Your workers comp ran out two months ago.
- Ron: Baby, you need to relax about all this stuff, okay? I told you, it's gonna be okay, and we can start trying again to get pregnant.
- Ron: My fertility test came back.
- Max: Oh? And?
- Ron: The doctor says I have a one percent change of having children.
- Max: Sorry to hear it, pal. Are you okay?
- Ron: At least I know now what's it's like to be part of the one percent.
- Max: Ha ha.
- [scoffs]
- Max: Very funny. How's Becca taking it?
- Ron: I haven't told her.
- Max: Why not?
- Ron: Just don't say anything? Alright? Especially to Mindy?
- Becca: You went back to the club by yourself?
- Ron: Yes. And I am so sorry. Okay, but I didn't do anything.
- Becca: You didn't do anything?
- Ron: No, I mean, obviously I kissed her but that's all!
- Becca: Kissing is something!
- Ron: I know. You're right, I'm sorry. She wanted to do more and I stopped.
- Becca: [Becca laughs] What do you want? A medal?
- Ron: I'm sorry.
- Mindy: Ron, you were the one who put a stop to this whole open relationship.
- Ron: I know I completely and totally messed up.
- Becca: Yes you did.
- [Ron's phone buzzes again with another picture and a text message that says the following: "What the hell? The mayor just saw these sex club pictures that just went viral. YOU"RE FIRED!"]
- Max: Now what?
- Ron: I'm fired.
- Becca: What?
- Ron: The mayor got the same text that we got. That's it. I'm out.
- Becca: So just like that we're back in the poor house?