Then we return to RevCam2: A Cappella Bugaloo, who is still singing that damn song. Oh, well, at least it's time for a commercial.

Now we're at Matt's new pad, where John and Chickenhead have just finished cleaning up. Aw, isn't that nice? They made friends! Matt enters, carrying laundry, and asks, "What's this?" Chickenhead: "This is what your apartment looks like when it's clean!" Matt looks suspicious and says, "This is great. Thanks." John has to get a paycheck, and Chickenhead has a late shift at work, so they both split, leaving Matt to wonder if John is rogering his girlfriend.

Back to La Casa De Camden, where Mary and SuperMom are both sobbing at the kitchen table. Neither of them can figure out the trig homework, and they have both become hysterical. Through frustrated tears, Mary asks, "What am I supposed to do?" SuperMom: "Maybe we can get you a tutor?" Mary wails, "We can't afford a tutor." SuperMom moans, "I know. They have a free program after school." Mary: "I have basketball after school." SuperMom: "But basketball's not more important than math." Mary: "Yeah, it is. And I hate ma-a-a-ath!" SuperMom: "Me, too. Let's go to bed." And so they do, still crying and snuffling. This scene was hilarious, and well acted by both Ms. Biel and Ms. Hicks. Props to them both.

We see Annie getting in to bed, still a bit misty-eyed. RevCam asks if she's been crying, to which she says, "Yes," but, not wanting to upset the Rev in his "weakened" condition, tells him, "We're just so happy you're alive." Good save, Ma. Then we see Ruthie standing in the doorway of the master bedroom. She looks at the camera and says, "This is a nuthouse." Mr. Stupidhead looks back and says, "Oh, you'll get yours. Just wait until the 'Ruthie's Mysterious Parentage Finally Revealed' Episode -- then you'll see."

It's morning again at La Casa, and once again the doorbell rings, despite the sign on the door. I mean, come ON, people! SuperMom answers the door, frantic. It's "GRACE!" (tm Ed Rooney), and she wants to know if there's anything she could do to help the Rev and SuperMom. Grace: "I heard there was some sort of disturbance last night." SuperMom: "Who said there was a disturbance?" Grace: "Oh, it was Mrs. Norwood. But by nine o'clock, you know, she gets a little tipsy." Wink wink, nudge nudge. SuperMom: "Mrs. Beeker [Ah, so that's her name!], I don't gossip, and I don't like gossips." Take that! And that! Not. Chastened by this outburst, Mrs. Beeker meekly wishes the Rev a speedy recovery. SuperMom apologizes, and Mrs. Beeker asks if she's all right. SuperMom: "If I weren't, would you tell the whole nieghborhood?" Mrs. Beeker: "You know, Annie, sometimes people gossip because they're trying to make a friend. And I'm afraid I am entirely guilty of making friends in the wrong way. Well, you don't need a nosy neighbor lady to share your weary load. Do you?" SuperMom: "It's just, I don't have much time to talk." Mrs. Beeker: "Of course not! There's probably laundry, and ironing, and cooking. All of my favorite things to do." Word. She's in. Once the women have both come indoors, RevCam appears, and seems pretty amped to see Mrs. Beeker. He even gives her a peck on the cheek. He then announces that he's going to see "how the spider's doing on her web. You know how the light plays on it? It just, it's kind of like a work of art. Magnificent." And he's gone. SuperMom breaks the awkward silence with, "There's a spiderweb under the picnic table. The same table he was lying on when he woke up the neighborhood singing." Mrs. Beeker: "Yes, but we don't want to talk about that. Now put me to work, sister. I am at your service." I don't care much for gossip myself (at least not in a suburban-housewife kind of way), but Mrs. Beeker definitely rules.