Lynette is out on the front lawn, putting the kids' toys in a laundry basket. The UPS guy is there, trying to lay down some brown over at Mrs. McLandingham's, but she's not answering the door. "Well, isn't she home?" Lynette asks. "She usually never goes anywhere." Poor Mrs. McLandingham. Lynette signs for the package, then sneaks up to Mrs. McLandingham's door, puts the package on the doormat, rings the bell, and books out of there. That Lynette, such a kid at heart.
Dusty Rose is pouring Gabby a glass of wine over at her table. "So let me get this straight," she says, "you play tennis, you know wine, and you speak Mandarin. Does every other man in the world want you dead, hee hee hee?" Wow. "Well, I'm not that impressive," Dusty Rose says, "I pulled a grey hair out of my chest this morning." "I don't know," Gabby flirts, "I'd watch your back!" I think this is supposed to be a warning about the aforementioned horde of jealous men who want to kill him, but it sounds as though she's telling him to watch his back for outcroppings of grey hair. He says how she's made her day, and he'd like to do this again some day. Gabby confesses that she's kind of in a relationship right now. At least! "That's perfectly okay, Tina," he says. I guess Tina is Gabby's "private dancer" name, because, as planned, the very next thing Dusty Rose does is insist on paying for lunch. Way to hustle, Tina! Bitchy Waiter comes by and gives her a sneer as he takes the man's credit card. She gloats back and takes a bite of her hard-earned chocolate cake.
Rex and Bree are setting the table. "This is going to be a disaster," Rex says. Bree, on fine display in a classic three-quarter sleeve cardigan of true blue, calls Andrew to the table. "It's like we're setting a trap for him," Rex complains. Bree insists that it's for Andrew's own good. Andrew enters and compliments Bree on the smell of dinner, bratwurst! and then she starts trying to flatten Andrew's hair with spit-moistened fingers, which he tolerates with surprising calm. The doorbell rings and Bree sweeps off to answer it. Andrew tries to get Rex to tell him who's coming to dinner, and Rex hems and haws until Bree returns with…the principal from Rory's school on Gilmore Girls! "You remember Reverend Sikes, don't you?" "Oh come ON," Andrew says only slightly under his breath, and Rex glares at him, but in a complicated way that also reveals his sympathy. They all sit down and after choosing bubbly over flat water, the Rev launches straight on in. "So! Your mother tells me you've started having some sexual desires for other boys." Andrew looks as his mother in disbelief, Bree looks back at him with a confident smile, Andrew looks at the bottle of wine in the ice bucket. "I don't suppose I can get some of that?" "No," Rex says, "I'm going to need every drop." Ha ha!