Later still. Ian puts Roz into her car, apologizing to her for what is clearly not the first time. She drives off with a very "over it" look on her face. Aw, does this mean we're never going to see her again? That sure is sad. Inside, Ian walks into the kitchen to find Mike and Susan in the middle of an urgent whisper session. Ian is all, "Excuse me?" And Mike decides it's "time to level with him." Oh boy. Mike totally spills it: he loves Susan and he wants her back. But the question is, does Susan love Mike? Mike sure seems to think so, and he cites the heat of their kiss from earlier in the week. Like an idiot, Ian pique-edly calls Mike on his poker-bet promise. Susan is all, "???" And when Ian tries to explain using comforting words like "I never would have wagered you if I didn't have a good hand!", she gives him the boot. Mike, too. The wedding's off! The kissing booth is closed! And Karl is probably looking pretty good right about now, right?
Down at the Scavoria, Lynette is adding up the day's receipts and looking beyond exhausted. Tootie literally hands her a plate of his "sage ravioli." Lynette is in love with the ravioli, and she starts getting excited about how much money it's going to make when it's featured as tomorrow's special. Tootie quietly suggests that she ask Tom if it's okay first, which sends Lynette into a tirade about Tom and his back pain and his disgruntlement about being sidelined...but then she catches herself complaining about the pitfalls of her marriage to this toothpaste-ad-handsome man whom she hardly knows. Lynette tries to shoo him off to home to get some rest; he's at the restaurant more than she is! Doesn't he have any friends? He explains that he lost half his friends in his dark "White Lines" days, and the other half are all people he shouldn't see if he wants to keep his nose clean. Lynette nods sympathetically, then absentmindedly takes down her hair and shakes out some of her tiredness. Tootie, unable to resist himself, says that thing that boys always tell girls, about how she should wear her hair down. Um, was that a pick-up? Or delivery?
Back at Casa de Cuckold, Tom is lying in his bed when Kayla rolls up with today's Herald, eager to show him a review she found of the Scavoria. Tom is super excited, but the thrill quickly turns to kill as Kayla reads the article aloud and it's all about how great the food is now that Tootie's cooking, and what a "groan" it was back when Tom was running the show. Tom is just crushed and totally weepy. Awww...yeah, I know he's been an incomparably heinous anus for the last many months, and yet...awww. Sad! And I know Kayla is a total monster and capable of almost anything, but I'm pretty sure she brought the review to Tom's attention purely out of an innocent desire to please, and not to deliberately drive another wedge between him and Lynette. Pretty sure, at least. Kind of sure?