Jeffrey watches a television show from the fifties and lectures Chandler about his vegetable and fungi preferences. He's all put out because there won't be any mushrooms with dinner, although he really could have just gotten some when they were at the grocery store, so, shut up, Jeffrey. And cut your hair. Jeffrey helps himself to a juice box in the fridge, whereupon he discovers the theme of this episode: alcohol. Jeffrey's all pissy that Chandler, a legal adult, would dare have wine in his own home. Apparently, Chandler promised Jeffrey his home would be alcohol-free, but then took absolutely no measures to make this happen. His punishment is our punishment: Jeffrey nags him until he dumps the wine down the sink.
RevCam and Annie walk to the house while RevCam tries to think up excuses to avoid the dinner party. What a rude git to be talking about that in a loud voice in front of the home of the people who kindly invited him over for dinner. RevCam and Annie continue to talk as they walk up to the house, and either these people have the longest driveway ever or RevCam stupidly parked down the street. RevCam whines that the Johnsons probably invited them over to ask for his advice on some stupid problem. Yeah, God forbid that RevCam should DO HIS JOB and counsel his parishioners. He's also worried that Ruthie is going to kill his young sons. No sooner does Mr. Johnson answer the door than he's asking them for help. RevCam and Annie look at each other. "At least Ruthie's fine," says Annie, with surprisingly good timing and delivery.