Later that night, Paul and Bobbie-Jo were back in their house having a very late dinner while listening to the radio. Jan came up to her husband, and the two of them shared a little hug; Bobbie-Jo also put her arms around her parents and hugged them. "I got fired tonight," she whispered to her mother, "They all found out."
"Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry," Jan softly told her daughter before giving her a kiss on the forehead, "But maybe tomorrow you can make up for all your hard work by visiting your friends?"
"Visiting?" Bobbie-Jo asked softly; an idea soon started brewing in her head.
"Yes," added Jan, "Your father and I are thinking about going to visit Mr. and Mrs. Moores tomorrow afternoon."
"And then you could catch up with Marion and Yvonne or you could just have the whole house to yourself," Paul added with a smile.
Bobbie-Jo smiled and then said, "I think I'm gonna go upstairs and put my nightgown on. Good night."
Each of her parents gave her a kiss and then bade her goodnight. Bobbie-Jo went upstairs and started thinking about what to do the next day.
As she lay in her bed later on, Bobbie-Jo thought about her parents' advice. She wanted to visit her friends again, but mostly she wanted revenge on a certain prison guard who humiliated her and injured her. She rubbed her hands together and thought about what to do. After several minutes of careful planning, Bobbie-Jo smirked to herself and giggled in a sinister way. "Yes," she told herself, "This will put 'sweet' back in 'sweet revenge!'" Then she turned over and fell asleep.
The next day, Paul and Jan were driving down the road in their car, off to visit Hal and Melinda Moores. Bobbie-Jo was still at home trying her hand at baking one of her mother's renowned chocolate roll cakes with whipped cream; she told them that she was going to "a friend's house," and was taking that cake to enjoy with her company. Her parents seemed to buy the story before they left.
When Paul and Jan reached the warden's house, Paul told to his wife when he parked the car, "I hate this."
"I know," Jan said.
Hal greeted his guests with wave, and then the Edgecombs stepped out of their car. Melinda, Hal's ginger-haired wife, was sitting in a wheelchair underneath an umbrella for protection from the sun. Jan came up to her and greeted her with a "hi."
"I'm so happy to see you," Melinda replied as Jan came over to lightly kiss her on the cheek.
"Look at you," Jan complimented.
Paul held Melinda's hand and said, "Well, we miss you at church."
Melinda smiled before feeling her head and saying, "Oh, I've got my head."
"You all right?" Jan asked.
Melinda simply explained that it was a headache. As Paul watched the two ladies, he thought of something.
While Hal was cooking on the grill, Paul was standing beside him. "She's having one of her good days," Hal told Paul, referring to Melinda, "I thank God for that."
As Hal drank some beer, Paul asked, "What's a bad day?"
Hal looked at Paul and answered, "Sometimes she's… she's not herself anymore. She swears."
"She swears?" Paul repeated.
"Just pops out," Hal continued, "Most awful language you can imagine! She doesn't even know she's doing it. I didn't know she ever heard words like that. To hear her say them in her sweet voice… I'm glad she's having a good day, Paul. I'm glad for you, and Jan, and Bobbie-Jo." He realized something wasn't right and asked, "Where is your daughter, anyway?"
Paul simply answered, "Oh, she said something about visiting a friend's house today. She was making one of her mother's famous chocolate roll cakes to take over while she was out."
Hal nodded and said, "So long as she's anywhere but E Block, I'm fine with that."
Meanwhile, at E Block, the phone rang, and Brutal answered it. "E Block?" he answered as he spoke into the phone, "Yes… Yes, uh, he just got back from Briar Ridge, and he's sitting in the office right now… all right, we'll tell him… thank you… goodbye."
The person who was in the office was Percy, who had just gotten back from talking to staff at Briar Ridge. A knock came at the door, and Dean opened it. "Percy, you have a visitor coming," the dark blonde man said before closing the door.
Moments later, Percy opened the main door and was surprised to see a familiar blonde-haired girl standing in front of him; Bobbie-Jo was wearing a pink dress made from recycled chicken feed sacks, white stockings, and black Mary-Jane shoes. She was also carrying a chocolate cake in one hand. "What the hell are you doing here?" Percy asked her.
"I, uh, heard you were switching jobs," Bobbie-Jo answered casually, "So I thought I'd stop by with a 'going-away' treat for you."
Percy looked at what was in Bobbie-Jo's hand and asked, "Well, what is it?"
"It's a chocolate roll cake like my mama makes," Bobbie-Jo replied with a smile, "But I made it myself." Percy gave her a confused look, and then the girl remembered the night before when her secret was discovered. "I'm sorry," she mumbled with a sigh. Percy moved his thin eyebrows before Bobbie-Jo finished, "I'm sorry for all the stuff I put you and the others through." Then the young man motioned for her to come in and let him have some cake.
Several minutes later, Percy was sitting at the main desk before the mile, finishing up a piece of roll cake. As he ate the last bite, he made contented noises while Bobbie-Jo watched with a close eye. "So," Percy started as he finished swallowing cake and cut himself another slice, "Seems like no one in Louisiana will wanna enroll a white-trash, cross-dressing whore." Bobbie-Jo looked a little offended; Percy was already planning to tell his aunt and uncle about Bobbie-Jo's incident. He sucked some whipped cream off his finger and finished, "Will they?"
Bobbie-Jo rolled her eyes as Percy slyly smiled and then forked up another bite of cake. As he ate that bite, he said with his mouth full, "Mmm! This is a really good cake, BJ."
"I'm glad you like it," Bobbie-Jo said with a sly grin.
Just then, Brutal and Dean entered the area, both surprised that "BJ" had showed up to visit Percy. Percy then remembered something and told her, "IF Hal takes you back, you'll have to go through a long time of law school, and because you're a woman, he'll have to cut your pay two dollars a week."
"Take me back?" Bobbie-Jo asked while Brutal and Dean each had a drink of coffee from their cups.
Percy had another bite of cake and asked the girl with his mouth full, "What does your mom put in here that makes it taste so good?"
"That good vanilla from Mexico," Bobbie-Jo answered as she walked around the desk a little bit, "And some extra cocoa powder to give it a more chocolatey flavor, not to mention some cream all the way from Missouri." She paused to give a big smile before finishing, "But I made this cake myself, and I added an extra special ingredient just for you."
"BJ, you made this cake?" Brutal asked the girl as he pointed to the cake.
Bobbie-Jo simply nodded with a smile.
Brutal then picked up the knife on the cake plate and tried cutting himself and Dean each a slice. Bobbie-Jo stopped him by pulling the cake away and saying, "Oh, no, no, no, no, you two. Sorry, but this is Percy's special 'going-away' cake."
Percy looked at Bobbie-Jo as he swallowed some cake and then said, "The other guys can have some cake." Brutal and Dean looked at Bobbie-Jo while Percy furrowed his brows and scoffed as he moved the cake towards BJ, "Cut them some slices!" Bobbie-Jo did nothing, and Percy told her, "Go find some more plates."
As Percy ate another bite of cake, Bobbie-Jo frowned and slapped the palm of her hand onto the desk. "Eat my shit!" she snarled at Percy.
All the men looked at her with shock, and Percy asked her in disbelief, "What'd you say?"
Bobbie-Jo looked at him and said, "I said, 'Eat… my… shit!'"
Brutal and Dean looked at each other with confusion while Percy got up from his seat and looked at Bobbie-Jo with a glare. Fearing his temper, BJ stepped back a couple of steps as Percy slowly approached her. "Have you lost your goddamn mind?" He inquired her when he was couple of inches away from her.
Bobbie-Jo gave a nervous look, but then she smirked as she shook her head and said, "No, sir. But you're about to… cause you just did."
"Did what?" Percy growled.
Bobbie-Jo moved her eyes, looked at the cake, and mouthed, "Eat my shit, that's what."
Brutal and Dean both looked at the cake, then at Bobbie-Jo, and both men gasped. Percy decided to examine the cake very carefully as the other men looked at Bobbie-Jo, who just smiled calmly.
Dean started whispering, "BJ, you actually baked…"
Bobbie-Jo just gave a nod, and Brutal couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. Dean also started laughing, and Percy started feeling weak in the stomach; it was that moment when he realized that Bobbie-Jo had actually baked some of her own excrement into that cake! Percy coughed and gagged, and then had to cover his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting.
As Percy ran off to the restroom to vomit, Brutal and Dean both laughed very hard at him. "Oh, Percy!" Brutal laughed, "You didn't eat just one – you had TWO slices!" He slammed his hand on the desk several times while Dean covered his face as he laughed so hard he cried.
Bobbie-Jo slowly backed away and then she made her way towards the exit. As she ran off, Brutal and Dean kept laughing, and Dean called out to her, "RUN, BJ, RUN!"
As he tried getting control of his laughter, Brutal asked Dean, "You think we should let Wild Bill eat the rest of this cake?"
"Nah!" Dean breathed between laughs, "I might sell it off as a fertilizer for crops!"
In the meantime, Bobbie-Jo hastily walked through the prison and then made her way back to her bike before riding home, happy that she got revenge on Percy!
Author's Note: For the scene with the cake, I borrowed some inspiration from "The Help".