Lynette is walking into Tom's office, carrying a half-flat of grocery-store cake, the kind with the inch-thick Crisco frosting. ["My favorite! Seriously, it is. Loves me some icing." -- Wing Chun] "Welcome back Dugan," it reads. Lynette is wearing a pretty sundress and a light dusting of makeup -- all in all, a good showing. Tom gives a surprised "Hey Lynette," and asks what she's doing there. Apparently, Dugan's back in the office today, recovered from his heart attack, and Lynette just, you know, wanted to do something special for him. Such as bring him a Crisco-frosting welcome-back cake. "Uh huh," says Tom, "and this wouldn't have anything to do with you checking up on me and Annabel." Lynette tries to play dumb, but the facts do not lie: yesterday, she brought Tom pictures of the kids; the day before, soup. Tom: "Lynette, honey? It's got to stop." Lynette tells Tom a couple times how she does not fear Annabel. Then who should sweep by but Annabel, looking very office-sexy in rolled-back sleeves and a pencil skirt. "Ha, speak of the devil," Lynette says. "And I mean that." Wait a minute, I thought that last week Lynette and Tom had gotten past the Annabel issue, what with their empowering Nighttime Necessities outfits. But now we're right back to Lynette being paranoid and clingy? Sigh.