Mr. and Mrs. Dopey are making out in his bitchin' DopeMobile. When they pull back from each other, we see Ruthie sitting in the back seat, with her face about eight inches from theirs. Ew -- that is certainly one of the weirder things I've ever seen. ["That sort of reminded me of when Greg had to bring Bobby on his date on The Brady Bunch, and Bobby wound up punching a hole in the roof of Greg's convertible with an umbrella. The writing was a lot better in that instance, though." -- Sars] Plot Contrivance reminds Ruthie about the horse bribe, and then Dopey tells the girl that after he walks PC to the door, he and Ruthie are going to have a long talk. Ruthie sarcastically says, "Looking forward to it." The Dopeys start making out again, ignoring Ruthie when she not-so-subtly reminds them, "I've got school tomorrow."
Laraine and Rabbi Richard are back in the kitchen, moping over the fact that their daughter is engaged to Dopey. Laraine bursts into tears and says, "I'm not so sure they're not married." Oh, come on, people. Just deal with it.
The CamRents are even more annoying, as they indulge in a full-blown weep-fest. Hey, I think it's perfectly okay for men to cry, but I have to be catty and say that RevCam looks completely dorky when he's doing it. It's even worse when Eric starts whining about how sorry he feels for himself. Annie feels sorry for him too. I don't think it's because he looks like an idiot when he cries; it has more to do with the fact that his son is planning to have a Jewish wedding. I'm not sure how I'd feel about that if I were a minister, but doesn't RevCam have another six children, plus Robbie, for whom he could conceivably perform wedding ceremonies? In the grand scheme of things, I'm finding it a little hard to dredge up much sympathy for RevCam, especially when he says that he kind of hopes Matt and PC are already married. Huh? Is he that opposed to a Jewish ceremony? What a dolt. I'm not sure I'm understanding this scene, but I'll just have to put that down to Brenda's craptastic writing.