Ramona, in strapless, form-fitting black leather, throws a party for the launch of her Pinot Grigio. Jill arrives with Bobby in tow. Simon greets them warmly while Alex looks like she smells something bad.

No matter how much Jill says she’s reformed, I don’t think Jill learned anything last year. Alex is a little put out that Jill acts as if nothing happened last year and she continues to look frowny. Before she leaves, she invites the ladies to participate in a march for marriage equality, preferably in wedding dresses, across the Brooklyn bridge. Everyone’s enthusiastic. We’ll see how many actually show.

Kelly visits Jill and chats while Jill packs for a trip to Australia. They discuss how many bags she'll take, how the shopping is and why Kelly didn't come to Ramona’s party. Kelly says, well, she called me crazy. That’s a good reason. She cites her vulnerability around the girls and says that she just did not feel like putting herself through that. Jill says Alex has a chip on her shoulder. Guess she thinks she helped her social climb and now, well, who does she think she is, fighting with Jill. Jill, once again, portrays herself as the savior, the lover, the helper of all women and mankind.

Meanwhile, Ramona gives us the real deal when she tells us that she thinks Jill brought this stuff upon herself. That when she sees anyone getting a little bit more than her (Bethenny) she gets a bit “Jillousy.” Ha, tell it girl. Who can not love Ramona.

Simon and Alex work back to back at home now, in an office that looks to be in their basement. Coincidently, Alex gets a call from her modeling agency which affords her a chance to tell us how lucky she's been in gene bingo. Ugh. I didn’t want to be a model, modeling just fell upon me. As Kelly tells us, being a model means you’re photogenic, not necessarily pretty. Take that, Alex. Finally Kelly says something that makes sense.

On a rainy New York night, Sonja and Ramona toddle into an art gallery where we meet new NYC housewife Cindy Barshop. She’s having a cancer research fundraiser she with artist Peter Tunney. Ramona was invited by Cindy and it turns out Sonja has known Tunney for ages. Sonja says her first impression of Cindy is that she’s “downtown.” And she is. She’s a West Village businesswoman who owns a chain of spas named “Completely Bare.” Through clips of her clubbing it looks like she leads a partying lifestyle. The motto of her business? "We make hair removal sexy." Her business partner is her brother and best friend Howie and she’s a single mother of twins. (Oh, twins, again. Eerie) Cindy’s an older mother and it took her three years of IVF to have her 10-month-old cuties. She says she’s really happy. I like her.

The twist to making this more than just the normal champagne money raiser is painting on a canvas in their bare feet (the opposite of finger painting, get it). So they take off about $100,000 worth of name footwear and... it’s gross and messy. They use rolls of toilet paper to remove the paint after dipping their feet in tubs of water and, ugh. In one corner Jill and Kelly coo over Cindy’s twins. Then Jill, nosy fucking parker that she is, grills Cindy on why she had her babies, where the babies’ father is, if they came out of her own cooter. She says it’s natural to ask where the baby’s daddy is (I don’t think so, it’s a fucking cocktail party and everybody has a father and it’s not necessarily your bidness who that is). Then she tells us that Cindy seemed uncomfortable when answering. Uh, yea, she don’t know you, honey. Cindy’s says there was a fiancé but when that ended she decided she still wanted to be a mom. Fuck you, Jill. Over in another corner Sonja is making cow eyes at some bald-headed hunky guy.

We see Ramona interview applicants for a job as her second assistant. She tells the first woman we see that she’ll probably hurt her feelings because she has no patience, turns her nose up at the next one’s current job, tells another she’s too weak and tells the last her look sucks and gives her product from her skin care line. Her first assistant looks at her like she’s nuts.

Luann and boyfriend Jacques have dinner with Sonja and the hunky guy from the party. His name is Brian and he’s pretty cute. Sonja, that man magnet. They sit next to each other’s dates for some unknown reason, because after chatting for a few minutes they decide to sit beside the one that brought them. They make two good looking couples but that was odd. They tell double date stories - - how they met -- and make sexual innuendoes and laugh. Sonja tells us how lucky she is to be dating Brian but, it’s complicated. Says every woman in New York wants him. I bet. They all say how much they admire him, even Jacques, while they watch him climb the stairs to the restroom. He’s sexy, all right.

It’s a beautiful morning in the Hamptons and Ramona and Mario have invited Simon and Alex to stay over at their home. Both couples are attending a wedding that day but oh, so much more is going to go on. Ramona starts it off by wickedly telling Alex she didn’t let Jill know that Alex would be coming to the wedding as well. Then Alex tells Ramona that Jill called her and said she couldn’t attend the march because of an out-of-town wedding. Alex put two and two together and realized it was the same wedding she was attending. And, she thinks, if I can leave tonight in order to make the march tomorrow, why can’t she. Hmmmm.....Wait, it only gets more confusing but I’ll try to follow.

On arrival, Jill subtly plugs her shape-wear line by badmouthing her Spanx as she gets out of the car.

She’s really shocked at seeing Alex and Simon, you can see it in her body language. She leans back into Bobby and he puts his arms around her. But she puts on a brave face with kisses all around. She tells us she feels caught off-guard again, and she knows Ramona knows she don’t play that way. Especially without note cards. There’s a terse conversation between her and Alex over her not making the march and why. Jill dances around the reason citing all kinds of bullshit but Alex keeps sticking it in, sticking it in, basically saying she’s a shirker and really has no good reason. Ha, Jill created a monster. Her own Frankenstein monster who will continue to bite her in the butt. Jill tells us that no matter what anyone does she will always be nice and kind. Remember that. Nice. Kind.

Hahahahahahaha, Outside, after the ceremony, Ramona tells her group that she feels weird about Cindy’s brother Howie. Not sure what it entailed but she had some kind of skirmish with him and says he has something weird about his mouth and she questioned him about it, when... Cindy appears right behind her and hears it all. Cindy walks away pissed and right over to her brother, turning and pointing to Ramona. Hahahahahahahaha, don’t you hate when that happens.

Jill sits on a patio with a couple of ladies we don’t know. Her telltale heart must be beating because she’s telling them her reasons for not attending the march tomorrow, like they care. She calls Alex a bitch for calling her out and says Alex is here with people who are way above her. Yes, she really said everyone there was above Alex. Failing to find anything else, she castigates both Alex and Ramona for wearing creamy white to the wedding, calling it disrespectful. Then Alex and Ramona saunter over, their ears must have been buzzing. Alex goes right in and asks Jill which of her stories are true. Jill gets her hackles up and you can feel the anger building as she keeps asking Alex: “So, what, what is it to you. Why does it matter?” You know she really wants to say, “What the fuck, bitch, what is it to you? You know I made you and I can not believe you’re fucking with the queen bee. Are you crazy. Did you notice I drove Bethenny right outta heeare(stet).” The air is thick and tense so Ramona tries to lighten the mood by pointing from one woman to the other saying “Now it’s you point, now it’s your point.” Then she accidentally sticks her finger in the cake while leading the group to the bar.

Next week, back from the Hamptons.