Gabby bitches at Juanita awhile for pissing off Grace's mom, and in an aside tells us that Grace actually took full responsibility for the hair-cutting, which... I really, really don't like it when adults and kids ally themselves against the other parent. It gave me the creeps when Gabby started that shit with the necklace, and I don't like it now. It's one of the yuckiest things in the world to me. It breaks boundaries that absolutely need to stay intact, and I would think that Gabrielle, of all people, would understand why it's automatically a problem.
Anyway, Juanita doesn't give a shit about the Sanchezes, and has already made that clear, so her reiteration of this is just more grounds for Gabby to shove the whole "but Grace is your BFF" thing down her throat again. Juanita points out that it's not even true and that Grace is not only an asskiss, but also Gabby's stupid friend, anyway. "You're always talking to her, kissing her, staring at her. You like her better than me." Gabby is like, "Don't be, um, silly." Juanita goes right for the jugular: "You don't even let me touch your jewelry. What's so special about Grace?"
Gabrielle just about stops crying right then, because she realizes she's being an absolute lunatic, but there's not really a way out of this one. As crazy as she's acting, I think they're doing a great job with this story. I mean, it's predictable, but it plays into so much of Gabrielle's stuff, her history and her family and her own need to succeed and her wish to somehow time-machine back to when nobody would help her out... I don't know, it's heartbreaking. It seems like this storyline would be the dumbest one right now but they're just doing it so right somehow that it means more than it actually does, or even should.
Juanita is somewhat less sympathetic, but then we only have to deal with her psycho mom once a week and she's there 24/7. And lurking Carlos is immediately like, "You need to stop cheating on our kids with other kids, because Juanita is full-on a genius and she has got your number for real." Gabrielle knows he's right, but she also knows there is no way she's actually going to back off obsessing on Grace, so when he reminds her they need to protect their daughter, she's all, "They're both our daughters." She promises to be careful, which somehow is the saddest part.
Susan watches Mike pack and pretends like she gives a shit beyond, like, who's going to give her backrubs or laugh at her jokes, and Mike is like, "A, this ridiculous story about the house and renting needs to be over with and that is going to take money, and B, I am like this close to killing Paul all the time, anyway." So it's north to Alaska, in his cutest purple plaid shirt, with just an ax and the stars to guide him. And the memory of the fool he left behind. How will MJ live? "Mommy, little boys can't eat the leftover paper inside a holepunch for lunch."