Barb's visitor is Pam, who's stopped by to invite Barb over for a little dinner to thank her for her help. "With what?" Barb wonders blankly. So Pam tells Barb that Margene is having her baby, and calls it a "pre-insemination party." Ooh, fun! I'll bring the hollandaise sauce! Despite the earlier conversation with Margene, Barb clearly didn't realize that Margene had already agreed to have the kid, as her expression now indicates. And then Pam adds insult to injury by saying she understands from Margene that Barb is kind of in the same barren boat. "You ever think you wanna have two or three more? Have a regular-sized family?" Barb just blinks at her through a frozen smile, while I wish my remote had a "slam the door in that nosy asshole's face" button.
Barb goes over to Margene's to yell at her over the whole situation. Margene isn't being defensive, or meek, or angry in return; she just keeps gathering the kids' toys in a laundry basket as she says, "I don't think you have the right to tell me what to do, Barb." Barb wonders if Ana has put her up to this, and Margene says that's not it. "She supports me! I like her. And you know what, Barb? I think Bill would like her too." Barb wonders what the hell is going on here, and Margene flatly announces, "I want Bill to date her." "No, Margene!" Barb says angrily. "Yes, Barb," Margene says, calmly but firmly. And wrongly. "They've already met," she shrugs. Yeah, that's torn it. What's Barb going to say to that? Nothing. She just shakes her head and walks out of the house. Which is a lot scarier. Not that Margene seems to realize this, as she stands there looking oblivious.