Barb opens the door to her worst nightmare: those Creeker twins from last week. As Ben joins Barb in the doorway, he smirks at Barb, "These are my girlfriends, Cissy and Penny." Wait -- how did two tenth-grade girls from the compound get permission to drive two hours into the city to go out with an outsider? Maybe their parents are just as irritated with Barb as Ben is these days.

The next morning, Bill snuggles with Nicki in bed as she goes right to work on him about Weber Gaming. As per Alby's instructions, she says she's changed her mind and wants him to get rid of it. Bill suspects Barb is behind Nicki's sudden change of heart, which Nicki denies. That being the most true thing she says all episode. She claims she's worried about how it's changing the family dynamic: "Marge is getting aggressive and Barb feels put out to pasture. It upsets the balance of 1-2-3." Bill says they can do things their own way now. Nicki says the Principle has been lived the same way for 3,000 years, and thus, "the kinks have been worked out." Yes, clearly. Bottom line: Nicki wants to change her vote. "I'm sorry, the polls have closed," Bill tells her, and takes his own pole out of their bed, leaving Nicki lying there rolling her eyes. Nice try, by which I mean: pathetic.

Barb continues stalking her mom, this time standing right out in the driveway, leaning against Nancy's car when she comes outside. "Step away from my Navigator," her mom says imperiously, and gets in to go pick up her dress. Barb blurts, "Benny thinks he wants to be a polygamist." That got her attention. Nancy tells Barb to get in the car so they can talk, like she's suddenly Deep Throat or something. Barb obliges, and says she wants her mom to take Ben for weekends. "He could go to church with you. He can have different role models." Her mom counteroffers that Ben can live with them for the rest of the summer. Barb's not down with that, and Mom gets ready to walk away from the negotiation, saying, "Enjoy your future daughters-in-law." But then she relents. She tells Barb to bring the kids to the wedding, and that Ben will come with them to Sun Valley afterward. Because what's hotter on your honeymoon than dragging along your intermittently creepy sixteen-year-old grandson? "You pack a bag for him and bring it to the reception," Nancy instructs. Barb says she'll need Bill's okay for that, and her mom rolls her eyes like that's so unreasonable. In any case, they're done talking.