Back at the Casa, pill-stoned AAdrianna is opening presents as Navid scrambles in. He asks to take her aside, but Naomi interrupts first to make a saccharine speech about the importance of family. Because she's stupid enough not to realize that her money-burning sister is milking her for all she's worth. Needless to say, this unexpected show of support actually has the reverse effect on the newlyweds-to-be after their respective rained-upon parades. Also? Consider the source. Naomi is second only to her father in the race to be the world's worst endorser of family values. Natch, the Perma Donna also gets a campaigning moment in there for being AAdrianna's Maid of Honor. Then she further interrupts Navid's presumably watershed chat with AAdrianna to make him play "How Much Do You Know About Your Bride." Since he's basically been stalking her since second grade, he should actually fare pretty well.
Silver excuses herself for a moment and runs into Ethan in the hallway. He spills the beans that Dixon is drunk. Silver immediately blames herself on account of their recent friction. Ethan starts postulating about relationships and bridges and such. In sum, Silver and Dixon have a shoddily constructed bridge and not enough cement to connect the vast distance between them. Silver concedes that she hasn't been doing enough to reach out to Dixon. Party pooper doesn't bring up the obvious that she's missing his point entirely. Oh, but he will. Just you wait...
Matthews Place. He shows Jen the pool, desperately hoping she'll be predictable-cum-easy enough to suggest a skinny dip. She probably is but doesn't. Despite the fact that they're probably on their fourth bottle by now. With liquid courage warming up his insides, Matthews admits that he didn't actually write a novel. Jen is totally non-shocked. She tells him that everyone is a liar. Red flag, Matthews! He asks what she lies about, and she confesses that she blew through her $1 million trust fund in two months. He raises an eyebrow, then laughs it off. What else can you do? Well, if you're Matthews, apparently you can also totally misread the company you're in and reference some really obscure astronautical figure.
Back at the Casa, Annie takes out the trash and finds Liam carrying hurls-a-minute Manuel (a.k.a. Dixon) back home. She immediately reams out Liam for being a bad influence. He brushes off her criticism and asks how he can sneak Dixon up to his room. Annie snarks about what a stupid idea this whole kid-and-marriage thing is before shoving Liam aside and snottily insisting that she can take care of Dixon herself. This plans falls apart in about two seconds when off-kilter Dixon nearly knocks her over, then quickly returns for round three of retching in the rose bushes.