Last night, Caitlin (Bonnie Somerville, pictured), who has corrected her makeup hot mess from last week, spoke the truest words I’ve yet to hear on this show: “I am the worst lesbian ever.” Hallelujah! You got that right, sister! Honest to goodness sparks flew between her and a fella named Sam who she barged in on in a unisex restaurant bathroom while she was at a lesbian bridal shower. Not sure where her girlfriend was while she was at the bar slipping him her card, but I’m happy to let that, and her plotline with Hot Chocolate, go for the sake of something that promises to be much more steamy.

I also felt some heat between Juliet (Miranda Otto) and her “pompous little bastard” of a business partner, which is a good thing as she finally decided to send her philandering hubby Davis packing after discovering his hedge fund is headed for the crapper and he’s squiring his ex(?)-lover Cilla around for a bailout. Her hasta-la-vista-baby speech would have been much more powerful without TV’s most annoyingly quirky soundtrack as accompaniment, but original programming beggars can’t be choosers, so until the writers and producers work it out, I’m willing to make the best of it.

Which means I have to overlook the mostly hideous outfits worn bymagazine publishing wunderkind Mia (Lucy Liu), who went from a metallickimono-esque monstrosity to lady bullfighter. She ran into herex-fiancé, Jack (McCutie Tom Everett Scott), and his cable-news-babegirlfriend. To make him jealous at a brunch, she rang up the brainsurgeon her mom set her up with (a brain surgeon? How novel!) and foundout he doesn’t really go for Asian women. Here’s one of the most Sex and the Citysubplots this show’s had, and I think they could have gotten a lot moremileage out of it. Cut to the women at one of their many gatheringsdiscussing all the oddball likes/dislikes/prejudices of theex-boyfriends, but no, we got a boring brunch scene. But I really lovedtheir first date, where Mia goes in for a good-bye peck (or hug) andshe gets a handshake. Who among us has never faced that awkwardsituation?! Throw in those Continental types who do the double-kissthing, and I’m left paralyzed with confusion.

In the spirit of the show’s dizzying, whip-around storylines, I’llwrap it up with Zoe (Frances O’Connor), who continues to be pestered byher ambitious Gen Y-Don’t-I-Have-A-Corner-Office-Yet? underling. Zoe’smain role last night was spying for Juliet, planning her eight-year-oldson’s laser tag birthday party, and trying to maintain her command atwork. Laser tag in the day of Super Sweet Sixteens? I’d think a financestar like Zoe might have kicked it up a notch, considering how muchmoney she was willing to throw at her fine-wine-tippling nanny from acouple weeks back.

Any choice moments I’ve left out, my Cashmere crew? Who had the night’s worst outfit? And who else is guiltily looking forward to the Manny introduction next week?