Cut to Barb's phone ringing. When she picks it up, we hear Bill say, "We got a neighbor problem." Barb assures him she's on it.
Bill's problems are only beginning. He comes into work that morning and his bookkeeper Wendy is totally unspooled. Weeping, she tells Bill, "He threatened me...he threatened me. He said I had to cut him a check for $22,000. He said I had to -- he made me do it. His eyes, his eyes, so hateful. He made me put a notation on it -- 15%, second store."
We soon find out that this mysterious man came racing up in a Humvee -- some nice vest-wearing associate got the plates. Instead of calling the bank and issuing an immediate stop-payment, Bill and Don stand around and fret. Don just wants the problem to go away, especially since it could eventually expose the two of them as polygamists, and then what would happen? Bill scoffs, "Roman will fold, you'll see. It's a bluff. Just have faith."
Cut to Barb marching across the street, bearing a cake. Going by her expression, you'd think she had been invited to a potluck at Madame Defarge's. Barb rings the bell and manages a reasonable facsimile of a warm introduction with Pam Martin. Then she proves what a lousy liar she is with this rambling monologue: "My husband and I live right across the street...in that cute little brown house. The green house is a single mother, Margene. We've taken her under our wing a bit. My husband, he helps her whenever she needs anything. Next to her is the blue house. We bought it when we moved, it was such a good deal, we couldn't turn it down. We rent to a lovely...Nicki Grant is the tenant. She has two boys. Next to her is an elderly couple. We haven't met them yet. It's a quiet block. People keep to themselves. Is that what you asked?"
Pam's expression plainly reads, "Um. No?" And I love how Barb had to stop and regroup when the words "lovely" and "Nicki" were anywhere near each other. But you know what I'm thinking? If I'm a Utahan and I'm moving to a neighborhood with a lot of single moms living really close by, I'd totally be on PolygamyWatch.
Having stoked the suspicions of the neighbors enough for one day, Barb returns to Henricksons' homes plus to help Nicki unravel some white holiday lights. You'd think that compulsive shopaholic Nicki would have discovered the sanity-saving Christmas Light Storage Box.
The phone rings, officially screwing up my internal timeline, because Adaleen starts in with, "About this afternoon…" Maybe some time has elapsed? Anyway, Adaleen mentions that Roman's coming along, and Nicki confirms excitedly, "So Daddy's coming?" She jumps up and down like a little girl. It's warm-ups for the sprinting she'll have to do away from Bill when he gets the news.