Lynette approaches Tom and Bob, who are chatting in the yard. Bob tells them bail is $20,000. He says they'll scrape the money together from their emergency fund and "the Christmas club." Can someone please explain to me what the Christmas club is? Tom leaves and asks Lynette to take care of it. He leaves and Lynette tells Bob there's no emergency fund, because she gave it to Anne to get her to leave town. She did not give Anne $14,000! That's insane. Bob tells her she could mortgage the house to pay a bail bondsman. Or the restaurant. She's like, "Yeah, I'll do that!" And she tells Bob not to tell Tom, since he's her lawyer, not Tom's. Bob points out for the tenth time during this conversation that he's actually Porter's lawyer. She's not listening. Surprise, surprise.
Gaby's sitting in the office of the sports collector to whom she sold the Lou Gehrig ball, explaining her plight: He's Italian, so an interpreter passes her plight along. He responds "No way." But then he says he actually would give it back if Gaby would dance on the table. She has too much pride, apparently, so she leaves instead.
Lynette shows up at Edie's and Creepy Dave answers. She says she's there to borrow Edie's yellow sweater for the arraignment. Edie's not there, but Creepy Dave lets her go up and get it. He might not have let her, but the woman and child are walking onto the lawn behind her, which has him distracted. Lynette goes upstairs and returns the gun to Edie's dresser drawer, then barely remembers to get the yellow sweater, too. Meanwhile, downstairs, Creepy Dave's talking to the woman and child on the porch: "Please, you have to leave. This isn't a good time, okay? I'll come see you tomorrow. Just know I still love you. That'll never change." Lynette comes down in time to catch the tail end of that, and looks thoughtful.
Dinner at Bree and Orson's. It's actually pre-dinner hors d'oeuvres. Bree points out that Alex and Andrew are sitting far apart and asks them to scooch over. Which is weird, as Andrew points out. She just wants them to know she's okay with it. He tells her they appreciate her "tolerance" (digression: I hate that word; as if we all are "tolerating" gays or other minority groups. Doesn't that imply they're somehow so bad that we have to "tolerate" them?), but they can wait until they're home to make out. The doorbell rings, and Andrew wonders who it is. It's Bob and Lee. Andrew asks if Bree's sponsoring a float. Bree introduces Bob and Lee to Alex, a plastic surgeon. She also calls him Andrew's new "life partner." Bob and Lee ask if they've met Alex, but he doesn't remember him. They swear they know Alex, though. Lee says, "Oh!" like he's about to say where he remembers him from and then says, "My mistake." Everyone goes to eat and Bob and Lee whisper. And don't think Bree doesn't notice. Bob's like, "Oh my god, you're right: It is him."