Meanwhile, over at the House of Home Porn, Lynette and Tom arrive uninvited in an attempt to set Mr. and Mrs. Porndog's minds at ease. As they approach the Porndogs' front door, Lynette says to Tom, "They need to know we don't judge them for what they do in the privacy of their own home." Tom insists the Porndogs' embarrassed silence is a sign that they don't want anything to do with Tom and Lynette, and maybe the Scavos need to respect that. Lynette: "I need these play dates. Tom, we need these play dates." And with that, Lynette rings the doorbell. Tom, whispering: "Fine. But you do all the talking."
Norma opens the door, peeps out a little cry, and then shuts the door. Lynette and Tom are debating whether they should leave when Mr. Porndog opens the door and gives them a friendly "What are you guys doing here?" Lynette apologizes for showing up unannounced, and then explains that she and Tom have something they want to discuss. Mr. Porndog invites them in, and Lynette delivers her spiel about how she's been leaving messages but no one's been calling back, and Tom jumps in and says, "And we really hope it isn't because of the porno video." Lynette, jumping in to correct Tom: "HOME! Home...movies." She goes one to explains that she and Tom don't care at all, and that they certainly don't think it's a reason to keep their kids apart. Tom: "Seriously, it's not a big deal. I mean, as long as you make sure it never happens again. It's the new millennium! We're hip." Lynette agrees: the Porndogs are just "having fun," which is "nothing to be ashamed of."
Cut to the Porndogs and the Scavos sitting in the living room, having drinks. Norma tells Tom and Lynette how relieved she is that they worked things out, confessing, "At one point, we actually talked about selling the house and moving." Lynette clucks sympathetically. Norma thanks them for being "so open-minded," and they all toast enthusiastically. Mr. Porndog: "I gotta tell you, the most embarrassing part about that video was how poorly it was shot: the production values are caca." This comment seems to throw Tom, whose beer arm freezes halfway to his mouth, but Lynette pluckily advances her opinion that "from a lay perspective, it looked very professional." Tom puts down his beer and shoots Lynette a little look. Mr. Porndog: "What you saw was an example of my earlier work. Since then, I've become much more adept at...production. You know: editing and lighting." Uh oh. Are Tom and Lynette going to get invited to join in on a "play date" of their very own, here? Norma: "Leonard has always dreamed of directing movies." Leonard: "Ironic, isn't it? I finally get my wish, and nobody ever gets to see my work." Nobody except his children, and Little Big P, that is. Lynette tells him that she thinks "that is a damn shame." And now she's done it! Leonard asks Norma if they should show the Scavos "The Room," and Norma smiles hugely. Oh boy. Leonard knocks back his drink, and his eyebrows give a little "let's go!" salute to the Scavos, who look absolutely stunned.