Back at the Ocean Side Motel, Annie and Hattie are sharing dinner at a huge table. I don't want to be a crybaby, but will this show never end? I'm worried because they've only just now introduced the tertiary character of the week. That must mean that there's more than half an hour to go. I feel like I've been watching for days already, though. Help! Somebody help me, please! Call the writers and tell them to quit disturbing the space-time continuum! Okay, so now I see that there's a hot plate or a Bunsen burner or something at the table, and Hattie's using it to fry something. Annie tells her that the CamPhone was off the hook and that's why she couldn't get through earlier, but she talked to Eric and everything's fine. Annie's hair looks like a bi-level mushroom. She discusses her guilt about leaving and then she says that her family seemed happy. Hattie offers her more wine.
Ruthie and the other brats are making Easy Cheese sandwiches in front of the TV. The doorbell rings. Lucy comes halfway down the stairs, looking like a Vegas cocktail waitress, and asks if someone could answer the door. Simon tells her to do it herself. Lucy answers the door. It's Dina. She tells Simon that she's been calling all day and that the phone was either busy or no one answered. Then she takes offense and asks if Simon didn't even bother to call her, when he's been doing nothing all day. Simon says, "Yeah." I guess he doesn't really care about Dina and the blue shirts, after all. The doorbell sounds again. Lucy has put on an ugly coat and she runs over again. It's Brad in black leather. She won't let him in because the house is so filthy. She says they're remodeling. She yells to her dad that she's leaving. He starts to waylay her, but she gives him the eye-roll. He tells her to be home by curfew and she peels out. Hey, Reverend Camden, Brad has an upside-down cross tattooed on his forehead. Ha. Made you look! Oh, wait -- he didn't even look. Forget it. Brad grins like a possum as he and Lucy go. RevCam invites Dina to join the family. She says no because her dad's waiting for her in the car. She tells Simon, "Aren't you even going to walk me to the door?" She's wearing an ugly beige corduroy jacket and a nasty pink t-shirt. Simon says, of the door, that it's "three feet away." His dad gestures to him and he grudgingly gets up to show out his alleged girlfriend.
Apparently, Hattie only sat at the table long enough to fry whatever she was frying for Annie. She hands her a plate and says she'd better get home. Annie is all clingy, asking Hattie to stay. Hattie has no one to get home to, so she can stay as long as Annie likes. Okay. Maybe they'll fall in love or something. No, actually, I think this scene was just to help fill out the hour.