Sarah's doing the laundry at home and updating Joe on the playground goings-on. Seems Cooper's juice-stained shirt was a result of Sarah stabbing a juice box rather than stabbing "Monica." Joe helpfully reminds us which one Monica was by doing his spot-on "Oh, we don't eat processed foods" impression. Sarah approves, and Joe tells her that Monica has a "masseuse" named Tad who gives her a "happy ending." Oh Joe, you gossipy bitch. Sarah apparently hasn't had time to read her Defamer these days, so she appreciates the dish and asks for more. Joe says that some woman named "Amy" has had "two mommy jobs." Sarah still thinks that means an actual job, until Joe clarifies: "Tummy tuck; boob job." Sarah's all, "Gross. Although maybe I could use a lift..." Joe assures her that she's still crazy hot. She demurs, but Joe is serious, and after talking up her hotness a little more, he and Sarah both stop and look at each other. "You know we shouldn't," he says. Oh, come on -- this was a done deal five minutes ago. Sarah hops up on the washing machine and the estranged-spouse afternoon delight commences.
Ojai. Recently Gay Uncle Saul gets a visit from the man who retroactively brought out his inner wrist-snapper, Milo. They shake hands like manly men, but Saul can't stop staring at Milo's face, which kind of undermines the hetero posturing. Milo's found a photo of a younger Saul and Milo, arms over each other's shoulders, in Key West. "Key West" in this instance filling in for "New Gayland." Saul smiles at the photo, since it clearly brings back happy memories, before retreating back and claiming that he has a lot of work to do. Milo doesn't look surprised, and tells Saul to keep the photo and leaves. Saul looks at the photo and tries to tune out the Donna Summer playing inside his head.
Tommy comes home to Julia, who is still in her sleeping clothes, lounging on the bed with some magazines, generally not amused. By anything. The baby's just gone to bed after five consecutive hours of screaming her head off, so that's one reason. Julia tries to avoid talking to Tommy at all by placing a call to her parents, but he first wants to tell her about the birthday gathering for Kitty. Julia's not at all interested in a Walker family function, and she tells Tommy to make something up. Tommy says he's been making excuses all summer; his family really wants to help, or at least visit, but Julia hasn't been interested. She snaps that, for example, when Sarah wants to bring the kids over to meet their cousin, all she can think of is the brother Elizabeth won't ever have. Tommy brings up how Nora can't look at the television without worrying that Justin's going to come home in a flag-draped box; Julia should talk to her about it -- they could help each other. "Tell her to call me when Justin dies," Julia spits. "Then maybe we'll have something to talk about." WOW. That is hardcore. Tommy's all, "Whoa. You say five sentences every week and that's one of them?" Even Julia knows she went too far, but she's too tired to say anything but that she's sorry. Elizabeth starts crying, and Tommy jumps at the chance to get off Julia's radar for three seconds.