Bill and Nicki have stopped off by the side of a remote road so that Bill can get out, walk to the shoulder, face a bush, unzip his pants, and unleash a powerful stream of exposition. What? What did you think I was going to say? Because yes, actually, he's doing that other thing too. It seems they're on their way to Juniper Creek for a big family reunion. I would have thought that Roman Grant's idea of a family reunion was simply any day that ends in Y. Nicki exposits that most of her brothers are coming, except for the one stuck in Wyoming and the two "still in exile." We don't find out what percentage of the total those three constitute. Bill says that he needs Joey's case to go away, and since Roman is going to need Bill to vote his way on a UEB board issue, he's got some leverage. As Bill zips up and gets back in the truck (in that order, because the last thing he needs is to get his seatbelt buckle caught on something as he reaches it across), Nicki warns Bill that Roman "doesn't like to be backed against a wall." Since this is the first time she's seeing some relatives for a long time, she makes a plea for Bill to try and enjoy the occasion. Yes, I know it's weird that Nicki's motives this week are simple and straightforward, while Bill is using his family connections to opportunistically pursue his own agenda. Don't worry, I'm sure Big Love will be back next week. Bill asks what time dinner starts. "Mama wouldn't say," Nicki says. "She thought the FBI was listening." And you know how those fuckers like to bogart the potato salad.

Meanwhile, Barb steams open Ben's birthday card from her sister and reads it. We don't get to see what Cindy wrote, but we do learn from the front of the card that Ben is turning 16. Either that, or Cindy is a worse aunt than we thought and got the age wrong. There are several occasions this episode where I find myself hoping it's the latter, which is just so wrong.

As Bill and Nicki reach the compound, they spot a news van that's being shooed away by an armed Creeker at the entrance. Nicki sits up higher in her seat, allowing the Creeker recognize her and wave them through. They pass a spot where a whole rack of bleachers is being set up. Will it ruin the joke if I tell you that we'll find out later that the bleachers are for a family photo? I don't think so, because otherwise it's not a joke yet.