Ruthie and some random woman walk into the kitchen. Ruthie tells Annie that she and "Jenny" are going to get some mistletoe at the tree lot. "Oh, that sounds like fun!" Annie screams in delight, because stuff like that is fun when the highlight of your day is choosing which potholder to use. Jenny establishes herself as Matt's lazy toenail-painting girlfriend when she says that she came over to see Matt, but he's at his new job, so she thought she and Ruthie could hang out instead. That's a booby prize if I ever saw one. Annie says she'd love to come along, but she can't because she has other things to do. Well, that's probably for the best, considering that no one actually invited her. She tells Jenny to make sure that Ruthie sits in the back seat, "away from the airbags," and runs upstairs to get RevCam. I wonder if Annie was ever this particular about vehicular seating arrangements for the twins? Oh, that's right -- they're lucky if she remembers to throw a graham cracker behind the couch every few days. Ruthie asks Jenny if they can stop at the mall and see Santa. Oh, wow, this Matt-as-Santa storyline is gonna suck even more than I thought it would.