Ruthie brings SamVid their pizza, but there's a problem: Sam's not there. He took Happy and moved to Simon's room. Ruthie goes to find out what his problem is, and Sam explains, to the best of his very, very limited ability, that he's mad at Vid and he's moving out. Ruthie reacts to this revelation by staring around blankly. I think there was also some lip movement involved.
Jeffrey compliments Chandler on his dinner, being sure to add that he wasn't expecting it to taste good and that it would have been even better with mushrooms. Chandler's like, "Uh, thanks?" Jeffrey and his oversized t-shirt go through the cabinets in search of a salt shaker, like, what kid even asks for salt on his food, and who keeps their salt shaker in their bottom cabinet? Anyway, Jeffrey doesn't find the salt, but he does find some Marie Antoinette XII cognac wedged in between ten cans of soup and some "Pudding Snacks." Chandler grabs the bottle and says that he can't pour this down the sink; it's rich in both market and sentimental value. Jeffrey says it means a lot to him that there not be any alcohol in the house. Jeffrey needs to learn how to appreciate it when someone goes out of their way to adopt you, and to stop making demands.
RevCam tells the Johnsons that they shouldn't act "hastily" about their "big decision," which turns out, of course, to be about home decorating. They're not sure if they should paint their walls cream or brown. As RevCam looks through the color swatches, Annie just kind of looks around, frowning. It actually looked pretty funny. Catherine Hicks and Brino Quadruplet B are really on this week. Mrs. Johnson slowly explains, with way too many hand gestures, that she wants brown. But that would require new, matching furniture that Mr. Johnson doesn't want to buy. RevCam and Annie decide on brown, because they hate Mr. Johnson, I guess. I don't think anyone should take home decorating tips from two people whose idea of style is to stick flowers in an old phonograph. As Mrs. Johnson exults in wall-color-selection victory, Mr. Johnson tells the CamRents to check out the bedroom. "We have no idea what to do in there," he adds. Again, I wouldn't ask the CamRents for bedroom advice unless you, too, want the burden of seven horrible children to feed and clothe.