Chanandler asks Roxanne where she'd like to go for lunch, which elicits this bizarre response: "Whenever I work the Promenade, I'm so envious of all the couples I see there. Could we just go to the Promenade and pretend to be a couple? Walk around holding hands, looking in shop windows?" Wow. Talk about needy. Unlike ninety-nine percent of the world's population, Chanandler finds this endearing rather than creepily off-putting. He replies, "Sure, although I'd never be so forward as to think you'd hold my hand on the first date." Golly, I must have missed the part where these characters suddenly turned into a couple of eleven-year-olds. Unless Chanandler was trying to be facetious, in which case, that was pretty funny. When Roxanne asks him if he has any dietary restrictions, he scrunches up his face unappealingly while he considers the question. I don't know about him, but this stupid episode is totally putting me off my food. Chanandler bizarrely non-sequiturs into asking Roxanne about her childhood church attendance. We learn that Roxanne has never been to church, which is hardly surprising in an Evil Single Woman. Why, the next thing you know, she'll be asking Chanandler for evil premarital sex!
At the CamPound, RevCam and his new best friend, Peter, are watching football. Lucy is trying to get Kevin to go for a walk with her, but he, understandably, says he would rather watch football. I doubt they have football on Kevin's planet, so he probably doesn't even know what it is, but he is quick enough to realize it's a good excuse to get away from Lucy. Hell, I'm notorious for my dislike of football, but even I would rather watch the game than spend any time in the company of that vile, prissy Lucy. Instead of introducing herself to Peter, she just rudely asks, "Who are you?" While answering, Peter lets Lucy know that he does not attend church. This sends her off into another tiresome rant about how "Sunday has gone to heck in a hand-basket." She gets herself so worked up that she has to leave the room, to no one's dismay. ["Also...'hand-basket'?" -- Sars] The T-1000 tells RevCam that Lucy is planning to spend this sacred day spying on Roxanne and Chandler. What? A Camden is being a hypocrite? Well, color me surprised. I'm convinced that the writers had some sort of contest to see who could come up with the most boring, inconsequential plot. Obviously, this one was the winner.
Annie comes in and asks to read RevCam's novel. She leaves. Kevin bitches about Roxanne and Chanandler dating, but RevCam is just barely paying attention. He does rouse himself from the game long enough to ask Kevin, "You're not having a good day, are you?" RevCam tries to make that day better by sharing this pearl of wisdom: "If the women of the house are not having a good day, no one is having a good day. It's a fact of life." How profound. Eric should burn that lovely sentiment onto a piece of wood. Then he can shellac the wood and hang it in an outhouse. I'm not implying that he's full of shit or anything. Good heavens, no. RevCam shares some more of his charming life philosophy with us, claiming, "That's what women are, really: moods -- a series of moods." I'll just let RevCam hang himself with that one.