Lucy paces around the bed. Kevin runs into the room and scoops her up and deposits her back in bed, lecturing her about not being allowed to get out of bed. Kevin starts talking about deducting whatever time she just spent on her feet from her total five-minute daily allowance, and then Lucy says that she would prefer not to be spoken to like a child even though that's exactly what she acts like. She calls her family "extremely annoying," and I have to wonder what the definition of "extremely annoying" is to her, since apparently keeping several people up all night long is not. Kevin says he got sent home for a few days, and Lucy tells him to go somewhere else because she does not want to see him all day long. Kevin asks if there's anything he can do to help her, but she just complains a lot. Kevin says that Annie talked to Lucy's school advisor earlier, and I didn't know Crawford Clown College had advisors, since I didn't think anyone on the faculty was actually capable of giving any advice besides "transfer. NOW." Kevin asks Lucy if there's anything wrong at school.
Kevin finds Annie in the kitchen and declares that he won't be having any more children. That is disappointing. He says he couldn't find out anything about Lucy's schoolwork, so Annie decides to call RevCam and see if he knows anything. Kevin asks why RevCam would know more than him. Annie keeps dialing. "Don't listen to me," Kevin says. "Okay, I won't," says Annie, and those two obviously hate each other.
RevCam's office phone rings, but he does not answer. This is because he has lapsed into a deep coma on the couch, so deep that the noise of the phone does not wake him up. I hope he's dead.
Annie hangs up and wonders where RevCam is. Kevin guesses that he ran away, and expresses jealousy. Annie says she has to go pick SamVid up from a "playdate," and asks Kevin to take care of the house. She hands him Lucy's monitor so that he'll be able to take her dulcet tones with him wherever he goes. Kevin leaves to go change into regular clothes in the Treehouse, hoping against hope that it exceeds the five hundred meter radius of the baby monitor. Ruthie walks in. Annie asks where Martin is, and Ruthie says he's probably at practice, where she hopes he stays forever. For his sake, I hope so too. Ruthie says she's going to take a nap. "Put the laundry away first, will you?" says Annie, who probably just spent her whole day home taking a few naps herself. She tells Ruthie to "deliver" the laundry to everyone's rooms because I guess they can't get their own damn laundry.