Lucy stalks off. She eventually finds Annie giving the twins a bath. However, SuperMom seems less concerned with their cleanliness than she is with trying to get them to call her "Mama." Oh, man, is she one of those losers who only had kids so that she could satisfy her ego by turning the offspring into performing seals? Apparently the twins can say the word 'Mama'? -- it's just that they've been saying it to Ruthie instead of Annie. Lucy summarizes my feelings perfectly in one word: "So?" StupidMom throws a fit, tossing around inanities about how she carried the twins for nine months and now she expects to be called Mama. I wait for the writers to continue this stupid theme with a sly reference to wire hangers, but I realize I'm setting the bar too high. Lucy's anxious to get away from Annie's weirdness, so she says her own problem can wait. She leaves Annie prattling oafishly at the twins.

Ruthie is perched on the stairs. She's wearing a shirt that says "Heavy Metal" on it. I think there's a third word below that, but I'm not sure what it is. Maybe it's something that turns it all into a biblical reference. Inexplicably, Ruthie wants an update on what's happening in the bathroom. That makes Lucy suspicious, but obviously she doesn't care enough to pry much. She continues up the stairs, and Ruthie smirks obnoxiously. Yeah, okay, we realize Ruthie's been training the twins to call her Mama. Do I win a prize? Can the prize be that you won't subject us to the rest of the crap you wrote for that wafer-thin subplot?

The Amazing St. Robbie is in the kitchen, putting on his coat in preparation for a date with John, when Dopey walks in. Robbie politely says that Matt and Matt's stupid hair can join them at the pool hall. Matt chooses to be sucky, and Robbie departs alone.