Lucy and Ruthie are out in the garage, where Lucy has unveiled her gift. Aww! It's a separate little house for Ruthie. Lucy promises to get Dopey and RevCam to move it into the backyard so that Ruthie won't have to live with the rest of the Camdens anymore. Lucy claims she built the house to show Ruthie how much she loves her, and she doesn't actually tell her she has to live separately from the rest of the family, but we all know that's what she means. She asks Ruthie why she gave the twins eggs for their birthday. If the writers were smart, they would have Ruthie tell the story of how eggs used to be a traditional gift in China upon the birth of a new baby. Nope, the writers would rather use the chance to make a puerile joke -- in this case, it's something about there being two eggs in the fridge and only one pickle. Lucy and Ruthie hug, and I think it's a pretty sweet moment. It would be sweeter still if I didn't suspect they were just huddling together in terror over the possibility of the writers coming up with any more jokes like that pickle one. Just kidding.

Robbie and Mary pull up in front of a seedy motel. Robbie is gentlemanly enough to go around to Mary's side of the car and open the door for her. She gets out and looks around, finally asking, "Where's the Tick Tock? The coffee shop?" Anything having to do with Robbie's weird story about the "Tick Tock" coffee shop is funny enough to me, except this time it's even better, because as Mary's asking this, there's a glitch in my cable feed which causes Mary's head to pouf out in weird formations. Robbie explains that he made up the whole charming story about his parents meeting at the "Tick Tock Diner." What? Dear heavens, Robbie, no! Don't tell me you lied about the Tick Tock! It seems his parents actually spent their first Valentine's Day at this seedy motel, since they were both married to different people at the time. He thinks it would be romantic to spend his first Valentine's Day with Mary at the same motel. I'd be laughing a lot harder if I didn't keep getting this creepy mental image of Robbie's parents telling the kids this not-at-all-touching story of their courtship. Ick, no wonder Robbie's so screwed up. Mary's having a little trouble getting used to this idea. She asks Robbie if he brought her here to -- she trails off, not wanting to say the word "sex," I guess. Robbie, replies, "Yeah, because I love you. And I hope you love me." Mary slaps him so hard that he falls on his back. I try not to hurt my own back as I fall off my chair laughing at the Aaron Spelling-ness of it all.