- Harry's at home reading a book. Sally calls. She's blubbering incoherently.
- It turns out Joe's getting married. And hoo boy is Sally a mess.
- She invites Harry in and tells him that Joe called her to let her know that he's tying the knot.
- So if she's over him, as she claims to be, why's she so upset?
- Well, it turns out she feels totally rejected. The whole reason she left Joe, after all, was that she wanted marriage—he didn't.
- But as it turns out, he did. He just didn't want to be married to Sally. Oof. That's gotta sting.
- Harry comforts her and gives her a hug.
- Then he kisses her—just a little peck.
- Then they hug some more. Then he kisses her again—just a little peck.
- But then Sally kisses Harry.
- And it's not just a peck.
- The scene cuts to the two of them in bed together, clearly post-coital. Harry looks like a deer in headlights. Sally looks like a deer on cloud nine. Yikes.
- She fetches some water from the kitchen, sighing and swooning all the way.
- When Sally comes back to bed, things are clearly awkward. They go to sleep, and when Sally wakes up, she finds Harry already dressed and headed for the door.
- They make plans for dinner later, and then he makes like a banana and splits. Pardon Harry's skid marks.