Meanwhile, over at the Edie-manufactured intervention, Gabby peeks out the window from behind a curtain, and then whispers that Susan's coming. "Okay, guys, interventions are never pretty, so stay strong," Edie coaches, "because she's probably going to cry." Susan thinks she's there for a cooking lesson, which is why she's wearing an apron and carrying two shopping bags stuffed with whisks and ladles and oven mitts. They're all over at Bree's house, which is without one iota of a doubt stocked with all those things already, but okay. Susan is surprised to find everyone there; she didn't realize this was going to be a group activity. "Well, the more the merrier," she says, "as long as nobody makes fun of my lousy crepes." Susan is bubbling over with happiness in this scene. Everyone laughs nervously, and finally Susan notices that something is up. "How come I'm the only one," she says in a little baby voice, "wearing an apron?"

Cut to everyone sitting around the table, intervention-style. Lynette knows it looks like they're trying to gang up on her, etc., and Edie explains that none of them wanted to do this (which gets a nice understated little "yeah right" look from Susan). Susan takes a deep breath and tells them that, although she appreciates what they're trying to do: "I'm not going to change my mind. In my life I've been hurt a lot, Karl and uh...well, it's just taught me to be cynical and expect the absolute worst from people, and I don't want to live like that anymore, and when Mike asked me to move in with him, I was just happy, just ridiculously happy, and I still am. And I want to go with that feeling. I love him, I just love him. So I'm going to expect the best from Mike and I know he's going to deliver that in return." As she gives this very relatable and believable and even likeable speech, violins swell gently in the background and the Desperates all look very moved. At the end, they grab her hands and agree that she's totally right and Susan sighs and coos with the happiness and amazingness of it all. "This is the worst intervention I've ever been to," Edie says. Wheee!