But then I saw the girls at her boarding school. “You’re not allowed to talk anymore. Our opinion is crucial to your acceptance.” Uh oh. Catty, bossy bitches. Does Sally really need the teen version of her mother? Didn’t think so.

The girls start boozing and smoking up. As always, Kiernan Shipka delivered a stellar performance. Her tense body language and her uneasy laughs showed that no matter how much booze she drank, she felt out-of-place and inexperienced.

Not that she didn’t try, of course. To prove she was boarding school material, Sally invited a peach fuzz-free Creepy Glenn and his sleazeball friend, Rollo.

In fact, it doesn’t seem fair to call him “Creepy Glenn” now. Beating up Rollo for forcing himself on Sally is probably the most decent thing a man has done for a (young) lady on ‘Mad Men.’ Ever. Maybe “Heroic Glenn”? Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here. “Groovy Glenn” will do for now.

Even though it looks like she doesn't fit in, Sally is accepted to the prestigious boarding school, much to Betty’s satisfaction.

As apprehensive as I am that she’ll be surrounded by those snotty and toxic girls, I’m relieved that Sally is distancing herself from her parents. Maybe the time spent away from her father can help repair their relationship. That is, if there’s enough booze to drown Don’s demons.

Just as I hoped, the Pete-Bob connection continues to unfold. And, just as expected, Pete recoils in disgust when Bob is assigned to work with him on Chevy.

Pete’s homophobia -- and fear of losing his job to the up-and-comer -- fuels his suspicion. He calls Duck to look into Bob’s history. Only there is none. “I’ve never seen anything like this,” Duck remarks bewildered.

Bob’s act is one big lie. No Wharton degree, no fancy pedigree, nothing. Just a manservant from West Virginia who conned his way into SC&P. Where have we heard this story before? From his alliterative associate Don Draper.

Bob’s climb through the ranks was more impressive and sneakier than Don’s. Don merely got Roger drunk, which is hardly a feat with that lush, and tricked him into thinking he hired him.

No one actually hired Bob. He hung around the office long enough for someone to assign him a role, put him on payroll and give him an office. Try pulling that off in today’s painfully sluggish job market.

Whether his facade includes his homosexual display of affection with Pete (really, Pete of all people?!) last week is uncertain. Bob is friends with Manny, who he admits isn’t attracted to women.

Homophobia ran rampant in the 60s. So, either Bob is the most progressive male character on ";Mad Men"; or he truly is gay. That’s why I’m not entirely convinced his knee graze was a sign of “admiration,” as he claimed.

Just one episode left. Time to fine-tune your predictions. Namely, put the Megan-as-Sharon-Tate conspiracy theory to bed. Yes, in spite of all the references to violence this season (see: muggings in the park, Nixon’s fear-mongering campaign ad in this week’s episode), no one is getting killed off. At least not this season.

Even if Megan manages to stay alive after the next episode, I’m betting her marriage to Don won’t last another episode. He’s pushed himself away from her all season, especially in this episode.

She doesn’t even have any luck catching his eye when she’s on TV. “Don’t you dare ignore me!” her soap character declares with a cheesy French accent. With a click of the remote, he changes the channel just as quickly as he changes the women in his life.


BEST ROGER ONE-LINER: Tied. “Well, shiver me timbers!” Roger to Ken sporting an eye patch, followed by, “I’d listen to the Cyclops, Pete.”

SADDEST THING OT HEAR ON FATHER’S DAY: Betty, giving Sally a cigarette: “I’m sure your father’s given you a beer.” Sally: “My father’s never given me anything.” Sally might want to check her orange juice the next time she’s visiting Manhattan.

CREEPER OF THE WEEK: Rollo. “I’ve been with lots of girls. I know what I’m doing.” Boasting about your numbers is never a selling point to get a girl in bed. Three cheers for Glenn for tackling this douche to the ground.

WORST JOB EVER: Catering to Chevy’s every whim. First a cane, now an eye patch. Who knew advertising came with such occupational hazards? And how dreadful was Ken’s quail hunting trip with Chevy? They shot his eye out! It was a tragic mix between Dick Cheney’s infamous quail hunt and ";A Christmas Story."; They even wanted to stop for lunch on the way to the hospital. Even more disappointing? No meth-induced dance routines.

BEST STRATEGIC EMMY CONSIDERATION AD: Don, Betty and Bobby singing to “Father Abraham” on Father’s Day.

MOST SCOFF-INDUCLING LINE: “We’ve all been there, not with Peggy.” Ha, Don, don’t even.

WORST WAY TO QUICK-FIX HEM A SKIRT: Staples. Scratched up legs? Ouch. Try double-sided tape next time.

STORY WE WISH WE GOT TO HEAR IN MORE DEPTH: Harry’s attempt to use travelers checks with a hooker. No matter how hard he tries, he just can’t pull off that California cool.

MOST SWOON-WORTHY MOMENT: “Pete Campbell es un hijo de puta!” Bob Benson called Pete Campbell a son of a bitch… in Spanish?! Be still, my heart.

WORST BEVERAGE NAME: “Cran-Prune.” Shame Ted was ignoring Ginsy’s pitches, because the “it sounds like a glass of diarrhea”-observation was spot-on.

SASSIEST SALLY BACK TALK: Betty: “Did I tell you she hated her mother?” Sally: “Good for her.” Atta girl, Sally.