Nicki's on the phone with Alby, who's giving her a hard time over telling Bill about his "visit" during the last episode. As if Alby even does "visits" as opposed to "inflictions." Nicki tries to blow him off, as she says she's busy making dinner. Even though she's actually playing online Bingo on her laptop. But at least she's in the kitchen. As we see that Alby's calling from Roman's sickroom -- with creepy Mrs. Alby #1 looming creepily over the unconscious Roman's bed -- he tells Nicki that he has documentation proving that Roman was ready to buy Weber Gaming until Bill stole it. Furthermore, he wants Nicki to get Bill to give it back, or else he'll tell Roman about Nicki's theft of $68,000 in tithes the minute he wakes up. Nicki maintains her innocence and says she can't get Bill to release the company anyway. Alby's got his back to Roman as this happens, so he doesn't notice that his father's eyes are open. Mrs. Alby #1 is all over that situation like ugly on an ape, emptying a fresh syringe into Roman's IV seconds after Alby ends the call with a whispered, "Thief." Then Alby stands next to his wife, and together they watch as Roman goes limp again. This enforced unconsciousness can't be good for him. Neither can all the creepy staring.

Later, in Barb's kitchen, Margene's having her reckoning with Barb, making the excuse that she wanted to have her own story and she didn't want to be "the unwed mother." Barb calls it "ludicrous," which I'm already on record as agreeing with, and says she feels sorry for Pam, who's hoping for a bouncing little Carlgene baby in her house by this time next year. "What'd you do?" Nicki smugs at Margene as she enters, as though Nicki herself hasn't recently committed grand larceny. Margene tells the story, and doesn't even take a breath between "I told Pam I was a surrogate" throughout the progression to "now she wants me to have a baby for her and Carl" to "what if I wanted to? That's what I'm talking about!" Barb moves quickly to nip that shit in the bud, which of course only ensures that Margene will soon sign over the fetus she's currently incubating. "I'd like to be a fly on the wall when you get around to telling this to Bill," Nicki snarks. Margene tells Barb, "I've been a baby factory for you, Barb." Whoa! Foul! I'm usually on Margene's side, but she's out of line there. She tries to walk it back, saying that since Barb has benefited, why shouldn't Pam? While I'm busy trying to remember a single occasion where Barb even paid any attention whatsoever to Aaron or Lester, Nicki lectures Margene that the point is to bring "superior souls" into their family, not the neighbors'. Or, as she charmingly puts it, "Every barren Sue, Jane, and Sally on the block." Barb leaves to answer the doorbell, and Nicki says, "Now look what you've done." Because Nicki also knows that Barb's doorbell never brings good news. Nicki is soon surprised to find herself in the kitchen alone. I don't know why that ever surprises her; you'd think she'd be used to her room-clearing superpowers by now.