Back home, Eric asks Annie if she thinks he hates Chandler. Annie refuses to answer, but the twins are certainly chatty today. "Jsdbf viem dgkg," says Thing One. Thing Two adds, "Rckgmfd ydf hgdvhf." Thanks, twins. Your input is always so useful.
Down at what looks like Pete's Pizza, Lucy is reading a book. She's got the cover turned back, since I guess the prop guys didn't get a chance to make up a hilarious dummy cover for Brenda's Autobiography. In walks Sid. He joins Lucy at her table and starts chatting her up. She flirtatiously warns him that she's "engaged." Sid tells her, "That is the smallest engagement ring I have ever seen." That's a pretty rude thing to say, actually, especially since I know a number of women, including myself, who don't even have engagement rings. We find out that Lucy has mistaken Sid for Chandler. Ah, yes -- the mistaken identity thing again. That never gets old. It turns out Sid already knows a lot about the Camdens. Obviously, he's learned it from Chandler. What's not so obvious is why he didn't get up and scram once he found out that she's Lucy. Surely RevBong's told him what a nimrod she is. Intrepid Sid even goes so far as to ask Lucy out for dinner. She declines, even though this guy is way hotter than Kevin. Uh-oh -- I'm starting to sound as shallow as a character on this show! That won't do.
On some other part of the Promenade, Peter Peter Apple Stealer confesses to Ruthie that he doesn't think smoking is stupid. When she asks why, he admits, "Because I smoke." Now, that's just ridiculous. I love to smoke. In fact, I was a daily smoker for about fifteen years and I still have the occasional cigarette at parties. Have I ever thought it was a smart thing to do? Of course not. I even used to lecture my dad for smoking when I was really young. Trust me, Brenda -- I don't think there's a person over the age of six in the U.S. who doesn't know that smoking is not good for you. Which kind of negates this entire episode, doesn't it? Oh, well! Just as Ruthie's telling Peter, "You're twelve years old and you smoke. That's a very big deal," Peter's mother walks up. There's no way she could have missed the first part of that comment unless she's stone deaf, but she only asks, "What's a big deal?" Peter makes up some lame excuse while Ruthie glares at him.