Back at Henricksons' homes plus, Adaleen and Barb are silently sharing the couch. Each woman is turned away from the other. Barb is a still ball of misery, while Adaleen's tapping her finder on her knees in an angry fidget. Rhonda comes in, Margene on her heels. Adaleen says in an aspartame-flavored voice, "Hello, sweetie." Rhonda blurts in dismay, "No!" Adaleen stands up and says briskly, "No scenes, sweetie. I packed your bags now. It's time to go." Rhonda protests that she's staying there, and Adaleen lies through her teeth, "Everyone at home will be so glad to see you. We've missed you terribly." Rhonda founders, "But...Barb?" The would-be Mother of the Year puts on her "you're in trouble, missy" voice and asks, "Honey, is the competition really over?" Rhonda frantically says, "I told you what I did because I wanted to be here with you!" Cut to Adaleen, perhaps reassessing this situation if it means getting a shirty pubescent co-wife out of her hair. Milking the scene for all it's worth, Rhonda says, "You said I could stay." Cut to Margene looking at Barb all, "Really? And I would have found out about this when?" Barb says levelly, "Sweetheart, we'll work on it, but right now we need to get our ducks in order." Rhonda's face crumples and she spits angrily, "No! No ducks!" Barb gets up and tries to appease her with, "I know this is a blow, but we will make it work. We just need some time to sort it out." Adaleen rolls her eyes skyward, because she grasps the approximate likelihood of Roman turning over his trophy teen bride to the household of his sworn enemy.

We then transition to Barb getting ready. She interrupts briefly to tell all the kids to be ready in five, then goes back to fretting about her face.

Teeny bolts up the stairs, absolutely adorable in a empire-waist yellow dress. As she goes, Bill's on the phone, saying, "That's great, Joey. Alby's still alive. There's been no retribution." No, but there may be an awkward scene or two at Wayne's sixth birthday party if it's a potluck and both sides of his family are there. Bill raps on the banister as he says, "We just might get out of this alive. If we're lucky, it'll work out okay." And if we're unlucky, we're in for a season two storyline wherein Nicki has to donate a kidney to Alby and the web of lies linking the Grants and Henricksons thickens.

Barb heads down and Bill showers her with compliments. She preens for him a little, then nervously hands him the tickets. Margene then comes in, looking a lot like Barb Junior in a poufy updo and a royal blue dress that adds 10 years to her age. Bill kisses her on the forehead as he tells her she's lovely. The doorbell rings and it's JoJo and Verna. They gush, "Hi! The baby-sitters have landed!" and Margene's face splits into this beautiful, radiant smile. Barb's confused: "Baby-sitters?" Margene asks Barb to close her eyes, and Barb looks back at the brides of Don -- who are also giggly with anticipation -- before complying. Margene scampers back into the kitchen, and brings out...Nicki, like we've never seen her before. She's wearing a beautiful lavender dress, very simple and very evocative of Diane Von Furstenberg's styles. Shockingly, it's got tank top-style straps, and her wrap isn't covering her shoulders. Even more shockingly, Nicki's hair is down. This is basically the prairie equivalent of going out in your underwear.