He calls himself Little John, which probably has nothing to do with the bear from the Disney movie. He unzips his pants and pushes Marion's head into his lap.
"I know it's pretty, baby. But I didn't take it out for air," he says.
Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew.
Afterward, he invites Marion to a little party he's throwing. A Tupperware party? Probably not.
Marion goes home, soaks herself in the bathtub, and screams into the water.