RevCam takes his busybody self into the kitchen, where he and Annie dis Mary some more. They trust Robbie now, but they don't trust Mary. Man, that's harsh. I don't understand why people hold the CamRents up as such great examples of parenting. It would seem to me that they did a pretty shoddy job of raising their kids if they can't trust any of them.

Robbie is undergoing an interrogation by Dopey. Personally, I would have chosen the cyanide capsule. Robbie insists the wallet is not his; Dopey claims that it is. He won't even entertain the idea that it could belong to Simon. Referring to the evil condom, he asks, "What would Simon be doing with something like this?" Hee! I guess RevCam's been too busy stalking his daughters to explain the facts of life to Matt. Or maybe he's saving that little talk for Dopey's thirtieth birthday. He may need to wait a few more years beyond that, though -- Dopey even has trouble saying the word "sex." In fact, Dopey is so devoid of a life of his own that he keeps maintaining that Robbie has some elaborate plot to get Mary into bed. Actually, I really doubt it would take very much to accomplish that. Now that Mary's spiraled down and all, I'll bet half a beer would convince her. Anyway, Robbie's actually making sense, for a change, when he calls Dopey "mental" and tries to end the conversation. It would have been great if he'd just left then and there, but instead he does a turnaround and starts asking what he can do to make Dopey trust him. Dopey's brilliant suggestion is that Robbie stay in "plain sight" whenever he's with Mary, and that he get her to spend her evening playing board games with other people. I'll bet he's just doing that because no one else will play Chutes and Ladders with him. Robbie doesn't think Mary's gonna go for the board-game idea, but he will ask her about it. Dopey shows off his suave way with women when he says, "Don't ask her, you tell her." Ooh, how forceful! Maybe that's why he never gets laid himself.