The ambassador-slash–Second Lady dynamic changes the rules of the game at the London embassy. Stuart tries to restore order, but the CIA agents remain frustrated — they need the proximity Kate despises. Eidra, still hurt by the chaos Kate left behind, avoids her at all costs, while Stuart keeps trying to defend her.

At the morning briefing, a new diplomatic “issue” (or joke) arises: Kate and Hal’s hug at the funeral has gone viral. The White House loves it. Suddenly, interview and event requests for the couple multiply, and Stuart scrambles to manage the inevitable — Kate is delighted. “Being Second Lady is so much fun,” she says, gulping down coffee and talking over everyone else. The problem? Between comments and interruptions, she completely ignores the still unresolved case of Meg Roylin’s death.

To contain the crisis, they consider placing her on a project where she can’t be fired. Eidra remains angry — and rightfully so. Kate swears she’ll fix everything, but her track record speaks for itself: she skipped a meeting with the CIA director to handle her own career… and Hal’s.

Trying to schedule a meeting with the British Minister for the Environment, Kate crosses paths with Prime Minister Trowbridge, who turns every meeting into a photo op. The “chance encounter” becomes another disaster: she misses her appointment with the Security Secretary — yes, again — leaving Eidra hanging.

Meanwhile, the CIA digs deeper into Roylin’s suicide. There are suspicions that Trowbridge might be involved, though Eidra doubts it. “I’m perplexed, irritated, and disappointed in myself,” she admits, unaware that Austin Dennison’s blackmail is just beginning: either she implicates the British PM or loses her job.

Back at the embassy, Kate delivers a full-blown horror show: she sniffs her own armpit, flosses in front of Stuart, and sucks on her teeth while discussing diplomatic protocol. It’s hard to believe this woman is both an ambassador and Second Lady.

Hal, meanwhile, ignores her calls — understandably. When Kate decides to attend a cocktail party at Dennison’s home, she runs into Eidra, who’s lost all patience with her boss’s empty optimism. Even so, Kate asks for help — and, of course, has to sacrifice one of Hal’s projects to get it.

But Hal isn’t answering. Norma blocks all contact between them, and Kate’s only remaining lifeline is the very CIA team she so despises. She calls from Dennison’s office, interrupting his meeting with the Chinese minister, to deal with her personal drama. And there, amid classified folders and half-empty wine glasses, she confesses: the marriage is over — it was just an arrangement.

Dennison, as always, hesitates — but doesn’t resist. The two kiss and nearly cross a line right there on his desk, until the phone rings.

Later, alone in the palatial residence she calls home, Kate tries calling her husband again, but Hal doesn’t pick up. She stands there, unable to unzip her own dress. The perfect portrait of someone who confuses power with relevance — and always ends up alone.