Roman approaches Gerri in the boardroom. He's still feeling a little resentful towards her after his father told her to go and do the work that Roman was deemed incapable of. It had made him want to punch someone and he couldn't punch Waystar's General Counsel, so Greg had been the next best thing.
"Have you heard from Kendall?" he asks her.
"No, not since the vote. Why?"
"He's not taking my calls," he admits. "I went to see him and he shut the door in my face."
"Well, you did kind of fuck him over."
"So did you."
"But I'm not his brother."
It's a fair point. He changes the subject. "Listen, Tom put me in charge of planning his bachelor party."
"Why on earth would he do that?"
"I dunno. I think he would have asked Kendall, but now he's off the wagon…"
"So what have you planned?"
"Nothing. That's why I need your help."
She looks at him, uncomprehending. "I'm General Counsel. I'm not your social secretary."
"Come on, help a guy out. Tom was talking about Prague, but I don't have time to arrange that…"
"And you think I do?" When he doesn't answer, she says, "Sort out your own mess for once, Roman."
"You really are a stone cold…"
"Take him to a sex dungeon or something. Isn't that what you boys do on bachelor parties?"
"Gerri, you're a genius."
"That wasn't a real suggestion."
"No, you've nailed it. Thank you." He runs to make some calls.