Casa Kravitz. Felicia looks through Martha's scrapbooks until she finds one called "Family." She flips through it until she finds a photograph of herself with Mary Alice/Angela at the "Dorothy Drake Rehabilitation House." It appears as though they are both nurses. She smiles to herself.

Gabrielle wanders over to what looks like a combination of Sephora and the makeup and body wash section of Victoria's Secret. She's there for moisturizer, but she ends up with a job. And part of her job? Is a makeover for her former maid, Yao Lin. Who is, not surprisingly, quite pleased by this turn of events. Gabrielle tries to explain that she "felt terrible" about the way they left things, but Yao Lin snaps that she just needs lipstick: "Now." Gabrielle notes that this role reversal must be "a dream come true" for Yao Lin, who doesn't exactly agree, but who does note that she "can't complain." Gabrielle says that's the difference between them: their dreams: "I dreamed of pulling myself up from nothing and I did. I dreamed about the things I wanted and I got them all. A high-powered career, a handsome husband, an extravagant house. So this is just a blip on the radar for me. Because now? I know what I'm capable of. And if I did it once, I can do it again. I'm never really down, Yao Lin, even when it looks like I am. So enjoy this moment. Enjoy your dream. Because, for you, it doesn't get any better than this." She hands Yao Lin a hand mirror. "There. Don't you look beautiful?" Gabrielle asks. Yao Lin just gives her a look like, "God, that monologue was long. I'm not even going to ask you to validate my parking. I don't want to give you an excuse to start talking again."

La Petite Fleur. A random busboy is trying to fix a wiggly table with a doorstop. Of course, this is Mike and Susan's table, because it wouldn't be an episode of Desperate Housewives if Susan didn't somehow humiliate herself in public. She's already got a head start in her dress, which is made of silver lamé and looks like something Hooker Barbie would wear to an intergalactic space ball. She tells Mike, in fact, that her dress is riding up, so she can't walk too fast, or it'll be "Happy Valentine's Day to everyone." Or, as Patsy Stone would say, the world will be her gynecologist. Susan takes a seat, not noticing that the busboy is still under the table. He asks her to excuse him and, of course, gets an eyeful of her lady parts. Susan screams, leaps back, and knocks over a waiter, who drops his tray full of food. A woman slips on the food and falls right onto Mike, who catches her and reopens his stitches and starts to bleed. Susan sits back down, and Mike just looks pained. Literally.