Single mom Rache returns home to her tiny-handed little fella and tells him to get ready for dinner (“Awww, Mom, pizza again?”). She discovers the note from Becky that she’s thoughtlessly stuffed in her apron pocket. Her bleary eyes behold a scrawled phone number. Turns out Becky’s idea of helping Rachel “watch out for her ex-man” involves a hit man from Cuyahoga Falls who can make the job look like a suicide…