Casa Unfaithful. The Van de Kamps are paying a guilt-induced visit to the Solises. Rex politely -- and self-servingly -- wonders if the police have any leads. Everyone exchanges looks. Gabrielle explains that they can determine the make and model of the car, but that without eyewitnesses, no one is very optimistic. And how is Mama Solis? KimberBree wonders. She is still going on down to Comaville. Danielle pipes up that they've added Mama Solis to their prayer list. "It must really help, during times like these," groans Carlos. "Having kids." "Yeah, they're a blessing," Rex says dryly, and chomps down on a ladyfinger. Heh. Carlos waxes poetic about how kids make everything worthwhile, and so forth, since they are the future and whatnot, concluding by telling Andrew and Danielle, "After we're all dead, you'll be the ones left to carry on." And then he announces that he and Gabrielle are about to start their own family. Gabrielle looks as though this is news to her. KimberBree looks equally surprised, and wonders when they decided it. "It's a fairly...recent development," Gabrielle explains tightly. There are Significant Looks being thrown all over town, until Carlos bursts out with "Face it. We're shallow people. Can our lives have any meaning if all we do is buy stuff?" Gabrielle predictably retorts that it all depends on what they're buying. Well, Carlos wants to buy a baby! Gabrielle reminds him that they agreed not to have kids when they got married. They made a deal! "Well, deals were meant to be renegotiated," he tells her. The Van de Kamps all look way uncomfortable. "Well, we're not negotiating my uterus," Gabrielle announces. KimberBree: "We should probably be going."
Outside, KimberBree says she feels awful for Carlos. He's so grief-stricken! "Whatever. I'm off the hook," Andrew sings. He and Danielle celebrate his avoiding punishment for getting hammered and running over an old lady by surreptitiously bumping fists. KimberBree looks sick to her stomach.
Casa Crackhead. Lynette takes her herbal Sleepy Time Tea. Lynette? Maybe you're having trouble with your sleep schedule because you are trying to fall asleep IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY. Try taking the herbs at NIGHT. When it is DARK. When you are SUPPOSED TO BE ASLEEP. Taking a crazy heavy nap in the day will ONLY SCREW YOU MORE. Jesus. Anyway, she settles down on the couch in her comforter. ["Why not in bed? Shut up, Lynette." -- Wing Chun] And of course the doorbell rings. "Go to hell," she says, mostly to herself. Ding dong. Ding dong. "Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell," she mutters. Heh. Eventually, she gets up and ushers in...an entire Scout Troop, including her kids. In their uniforms. And then says something along the lines of "It's Troop day?" Well, you clearly knew that at some point, if your children are all dressed for the Scout meeting, but whatever.