Bridal Boudoir. Raige futzes with the disassembled bassinette's canopy as Phoebe trundles in with her bags to squeal something dumb about remembering when the Psycho was small enough to sleep in the thing. Raige, frustrated, bails on the entire exercise and plonks down on Piper's bed, the better to engage in the expository exchange that follows. There's a bit of discussion regarding the Manor's cramped sleeping arrangements -- with Phoebe, of all people, offering to sleep on the couch to ease things for others, like, where's this selflessness coming from all of a sudden? -- before Raige pointedly notes that Phoebe's been avoiding Big Gay Chris over the last few days. Phoebe natters excuses before collapsing onto the bed herself to admit she's going to miss Big Chris as much as Raige will. That octagonal window, incidentally, has reappeared in the Patricia Campbell Hearst Commemorative Child Care Nook after having vanished for most of the nook's existence. Do they think we don't notice these things? And look at that. While I've been thusly distracted, the gals have finished up their little chat, and the doorbell has rung. Phoebe, believing it's Mrs. Noble come to deliver another anti-parking tirade, hustles off to answer.

"This is getting to be a habit, isn't it?" a teary-eyed and yet still dazzling Sheila blubbers from the front porch when Phoebe opens the door. "Me showing up a wreck?" The next thing we know, Phoebe's escorted The Dazzling Sheila into the main parlor to listen to the latter's latest tale of woe. Seems The Dazzling Sheila's been fighting with Detective Doormat for the first time in their many years together, and Sheila can't figure out what's wrong with him. The latest spat was triggered when The Dazzling Sheila dropped by Trudeau Memorial, formerly Andy's House Of Beef, formerly The Loneliest Precinct House In The World, and noticed an arrest warrant for Big Gay Chris on the Doormat's desk. Innocently enough, she wondered how the Doormat would quash it. "That's when he just lost it," The Dazzling Sheila explains. "He told me to stay out of it and to stay away from you girls from now on." She wonders if something happened that she should know about. Phoebe, who's wearing a rather fetching and modest pink top, gingerly explains that something did indeed happen a couple of weeks ago, but does not get into the details. Some have wondered why The Dazzling Sheila would remember "showing up a wreck" in that episode if she has no apparent memory of the Doormat's arrest and subsequent near-execution. We don't get an official answer, of course, because this show is ass, but just tell yourself that the Cleaners implanted the memory of some different, unrelated-yet-equally-traumatic event in Sheila's mind when they reset the clock. At least, that's what I've done, and it seems to be working for me so far. In any event, Phoebe suggests The Dazzling Sheila give her doormat of a husband a little time to get over it all. "But that doesn't help you," Sheila protests, "and it doesn't help Chris." Phoebe bites her lower lip and perhaps a bit guiltily averts her gaze as Sheila continues, "You girls are like family to us, and you don't turn your back on family." At this, Phoebe lifts her eyes to meet Sheila's and smiles.