Veronica is presenting a pitch to Lynette, which Lynette loves. Apparently, Veronica really snapped to it, seeing as both she and Lynette are wearing the exact same outfits they were wearing during the donut interview, meaning this is supposed to be the same day? Are we to believe that Veronica skipped giving notice at her other job? Lynette gets a phone call from Tom just as Veronica's nanny appears in the lobby (another super-duper act of scheduling, rearranging things so the nanny would come down to Veronica's new office with zero warning, but...okaaaay). Veronica excuses herself to go feed her son, and Lynette watches through the glass walls of her office as a little boy wanders in after the nanny and Veronica goes and picks him up. Lynette keeps talking, but clearly she's distracted by what she's seeing, which is Veronica leading the little boy off to a conference room and then closing the blinds. Lynette stutters that she'll call Tom right back, and then she creeps over and peers through the partly cracked verticals and spies the boy with his head at Veronica's breast. The kid, I should mention, is about five years old. Lynette's face curdles, and then Ed happens along, and he takes a look. After a second, he figures out what he's seeing, and he chirps, "Oh my god!" And then he and Lynette spring off in two different directions.
Andrew and his lawyer are pow-wowing in Andrew's room. Bree walks in, looking fresh and very throw-back with her hair swept back in a bun, pearls around her neck, a short-sleeved sage-green cashmere sweater, slacks, and a cute apron. She's carrying a tray full of sandwiches and drinks. "I thought you and your friend might like some snacks," she says with a huge smile. Andrew reminds her that this is his lawyer, not his friend, and that "this is privileged information" they're talking over, so he commands her to leave. The lawyer scolds Andrew for being rude, and thanks Bree for her kindness. Bree matter-of-factly explains that while she's still "appalled" that the lawyer is helping Andrew with his emancipation scheme (and for free, too, since Andrew doesn't even have money for a car, let alone a lawyer?), the man is still a guest, and "guests get sandwiches." Andrew snarks that she wouldn't have to be nice to his lawyer if Bree would let Andrew leave the house. Bree: "There may be a judge out there stupid enough to emancipate you, but until you find him, I retain all my parental rights, one of which is to ground your sorry behind until kingdom come." Bree asks them not to "get crumbs on [her] carpet," and then she takes her leave. Andrew: "You have got to get me out of here. That bitch is driving me crazy." The lawyer advises Andrew that since his case is no longer a slam dunk, what with Bree in AA, Andrew needs to find a way to convince her to let him go. Because if they actually wind up going to court, Bree's going to win; in cases like these, it's all about appearances: "And if there's one thing your mom understands..." Andrew finishes the thought: "It's presentation." Lawyer takes a big bite of sandwich, and then he shakes his head approvingly.