Bree's ironing a table cloth, when Orson comes in. She explains that Andrew wants a formal dinner, and he asks if it's so formal, then why wouldn't they use her grandma's tablecloth. I have to say that, of the many things I love about Orson, one is how he knows the tiniest details such as these about Bree that so many other husbands wouldn't know or care about. Bree says she's not going to let Melina "defile Nana's lace," saying she'll probably blow her nose on it. Wow, everyone's feeling snarky this episode. Thanks, show writers. That saves me a lot of work. Orson reminds Bree that this isn't the first bad in-law in the world; take, for example, his mother. Bree actually says that "At least Gloria had the good taste to have a paralyzing stroke so we don't have to deal with her." And Orson agrees that that was a merry Christmas. But, unfortunately, he thinks Melina's in good health, so Bree has to learn to deal with it. She doesn't know if she has it in her, but Orson snuggles up to her as he says, "Please. No one's better at plastering on a fake smile and pretending to like someone than Bree Hodge." She thinks this is sweet, and asks him to get the lace tablecloth. She will pretend to like this woman, just like she pretended to like Nana. Hee. So, the tablecloth is only precious to her because it's lace, not for anything remotely sentimental. Classic Bree Van de Kamp ... er, Hodge.
Inside the Scavo home, Lynette and Tom are apologizing to Bob for not telling him. This is why they've been trying to get the hearing date postponed, but Bob says they have bigger problems now, because he's legally obligated to tell. They beg him not to tell, or they'll lose the restaurant, thanks to Lynette's brilliant plan to use the restaurant to post bail. Bob agrees to give them two days, until he meets with the D.A., to find Porter. He leaves, and the camera pans upstairs, where Preston's listening, thoughtfully. It's not remotely clear what he's thinking, but he looks like he's thinking something.
Poor, poor Gaby is outside of a fancy store with shiny gold shoes and pretty dresses in the window. She sadly looks inside, then looks right next door, where there's apparently a bargain store, with "Everyday Low Prices" painted all over the windows, and a clown out front waving her his way. Because all stores that aren't Neiman Marcus look like this. Oh, and they're also right next to Neiman's, because both types of stores can afford the same real estate and have the same target demographic. She's all, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming" and starts to head that way when a guy in a suit recognizes her. He says he's Bradley, who used to work with Carlos back in the day. She tells him Carlos got his sight back and now they just have to find him a job. Bradley, who has his own investment firm now, wants Carlos to work for him. When he tells Gaby about the high six-figures income, she accepts the job on Carlos's behalf. Bradley leaves, and Gaby tells the clown, "So long, sucker," before going inside Shiny Pretty Shop.