Know when to speak. Know when to shut up. Peggy learns. Bobbie learns. Sally already knows (natch).

Action at Sterling Cooper revolved around the Playtex account this week.  Peggy is writing copy for Playtex, but is frustrated by her exclusion from the Mens’ Club.  Kinsey and Co. come up with a new campaign idea for Playtex at a bar after hours.  Women are either Jackie or Marilyn (except Marilyn herself, who’s actually a Joan) in their ad, and Peggy doesn’t argue she has a better idea, only that she needs to be included in the discussion. (I bet she has a better idea.) Peggy wonders aloud to Joan why she’s out of the loop, and the divine Miss Holloway suggests she learn the language, and a good start would be to stop dressing like a little girl.  Peggy takes that advice to heart and shows up later at the Tom Tom Club in a sleek new dress with sleek new hair and a sleek new attitude.  All sleeked up.  How fantastic did she look?  And she had the “best seat in the house.”  Ick.  Pete couldn’t tear his eyes off Enigmatic Peggy.  Seriously, she’s unreadable to him, which I love each time he looks befuddled.

Duck Phillips isn’t as suave as he first appeared.  His marriage has failed, his kids don’t really like him, and his confidence is shaken at work. But why’s he gotta take it out on poor Chauncey?  Sure, the dog shoots him the occasional disapproving look, but still.  Cold!  Duck does come to a tentative truce with Don, at Roger’s urging.

Of course the most fascinating drama is the continued devolution of Don Draper.  Just who is this guy, anyway?  That’s what HE’D like to know. He’s not REALLY Don Draper, but is he still a war hero? Still foolin’ around with Bobbie Barrett, he’s none too pleased to find he’s got a Don Juan reputation about town.  He doesn’t really want Betty, but he doesn’t want anyone else to want her either (he crushed her with “desperate”).   What does Don see when he looks at himself in the mirror?  Whatever it is, he’s shaken.

Oh, and Skeevy Pete boffs some model, while her elderly mother  is in the very next (flimsily divided) room. And Betty rekindles her non-friendship with not-Monty Clift.

Outfit of the Week:  OF COURSE it’s Peggy, a non-ponied dream in blue.