Next morning, Annie is dressed in her best funeral -- I mean, "wedding" outfit. SamVid, too, are all decked out in black and they even managed to get their ties on. Ruthie runs out and Annie critiques her style, "a little less lipstick and more hairspray." Ruthie's an idiot to take fashion advice from her mother. The phone rings. Annie walks into Martin's room without knocking to find him and Asslee chastely making out. Martin lies that Asslee was just helping him with his tie. Annie doesn't even care. Lucy walks up and says that she and Kevin will take everyone to the church, and she and RevCam can come when they're ready.

RevCam walks in and says he has to talk to Annie. It turns out that Ginger finally realized that her husband was dead. Annie makes it all about herself, saying that she had a feeling and blah blah blah. And then Annie decides not to tell Lilly about her dad until after the wedding. They can lie to Lilly that Ginger missed the plane, and then, after the wedding is all over, Annie will tell her the truth. She thinks that's what their father would have wanted. For his daughter to think that he didn't care enough about her to make the flight to her wedding? Hmm. This whole "don't tell Lilly" thing may well go down as the worst decision in history since the greater European powers decided to take a "wait and see" approach to Hitler's rise to power and building of a massive army. Or since The WB decided to air Brenda Hampton and Aaron Spelling's new show about a minister raising his large family.

Later that night, RevCam comes into the living room, where Annie is looking through a family album. He asks how Lilly took the news of her father's death, which was delivered off-camera, because why show something potentially interesting and emotionally arresting when you can show two retarded people expressing their love for each other because one of the them gave the other a French fry. Lilly wasn't going to honeymoon until the summer, so she'll be able to go to Arizona and attend the funeral tomorrow. Tomorrow? Damn, that's fast. Although I guess not really, since, you know, the guy has been dead for ten months. Annie says she feels "like an orphan." That's good, because, technically, she is one. RevCam calls her "Ann," which was kind of touching, and says that she is "not alone." Yes -- she has her three kids who didn't bother to call or come back home for their grandfather's funeral, and a whole bunch of weirdos who aren't related to her but keep eating all her food. They start looking through the photo album, which was put together by Lilly when she "stole" those family pictures last week. Holy fucking shit -- Lilly took the photos to make an awesome present for Annie, and Annie spent the whole episode hating her for stealing them? That's actually really, really funny to me. Annie is an inexcusable bitch.