Still with the MAVO: "Life is a journey, one that is much better traveled with a companion by our side," Frank, the man who hired Mike to do whatever it is he does, is sitting on a stone bench at the cemetery. "But sometimes we lose our companions along the way." Frank is gazing at the framed photo of a woman and fingering a rosary. "And then the journey becomes unbearable." Mike walks up to Frank and says, "Noah?" Oh…kay. Frank is now Noah? Or maybe Frank has always been Noah? I'm a little lost. But fine, NOAH and Mike are here for what I'm guessing is an arranged meeting, not some crazy cemetery coincidence. "What's with the rosary?" Mike asks. "I didn't know you were a religious man." "They found Deirdre," Noah says in a choked voice. According to the dental records, the body stuffed in Paul's toy chest has now been identified as Deirdre. "She's been dead fifteen years, all that time I've been looking for her, she was already gone." Noah is near tears, and Mike looks pretty winded himself. But just because they've unearthed Deirdre doesn't mean that Noah's done with Mike: he still wants him to figure out what happened. And apparently the cop Noah paid to let Mike off the hook, the sullied Officer Sullivan, has some leads, and plans are laid for Mike to go to meet up with him to get the file on Deirdre.

Bree and Rex have come to Camp Cuttysark to take Andrew home, which Rex isn't convinced is the right move. "Say we leave him here three more weeks, what's the worst that could happen?" Bree points out that their son just confessed that he might be gay, and there are over 200 other boys there -- she could explain what might happen, but she's a lady, and she doesn't like to use that language. Rex, please. Bree's mouth is not a trashcan -- one look at that baby-pink trench and jaunty pastel-patterned neck scarf could have told you that! Rex soothes himself by saying they're probably worrying over nothing, it may just be a phase. Which is exactly why Bree wants to get Andrew home and into some super-fun Christian counseling stat, so it "won't become a lifestyle." Because it's not like kissable boys can be found outside of Camp Snifter! Rex reminds Bree that Andrew is their son and they love him. Bree resents the very idea that he thinks she needs to be reminded of that. Rex points out that it's obvious how freaked out she is. "I'm just saying," he says, "Be Cool." Andrew comes out and Rex gives him a strong hug; then Bree, with a cool that would earn a two-thumbed salute from Fonzie, holds Andrew's shoulders and tells him that she "would love him even if he were a murderer." Which, thank you, we know already because he actually IS a murderer -- maybe only indirectly, yes, but Mama Solis did die in a hospital where Andrew put her with his remorseless drunk driving. Also? How awesome that in Bree's book of horrible fates, "gay" hovers somewhere just below "murderer." Though I'm guessing that with Bree, "shoes on the furniture" or "forgotten thank-you notes" are also right up there. Bree pulls Andrew in for a totally cool hug, and over her shoulder he and Rex exchange "whatever" looks.