Flash forward just a little and Tom pulls up in front of the house in his shiny red convertible He tells her he's been dreaming about it since he was 12 and had a poster of it on his wall. Lynette points out she had a poster of Shaun Cassidy on her wall at that age, but she's not driving around in him (whatever that means, Lynette; you could have at least made it a funny euphemism for the sake of the weecap). Tom shows Lynette his hospital wristband, which he carries in his wallet to remind him of the day he almost died. He reminds her that she told him they'd find more that day, so he's keeping the car. Which ... what? I hope that a red convertible is not what he had in mind by finding "more," because I actually think having a pizza shop is far better than being the middle-aged guy who drives a red convertible. Also, is it just me or does Felicity Huffman look manly in this scene? I think she might be working out too much, because her body looks too thin and muscular, with no curves whatsoever. I love Felicity, but I think she needs to gain a little weight in order to look like a woman again. Anyway, she gets in the car and they go for a ride, and Tom swats her on the butt, so he clearly thinks she's hotter than I do.
Back in the present, in her cute skirt, lacy top, and cardigan, she looks much better. Tom shows up to head to the party with her, and they just head down the street without checking in on their kids or anything. I certainly hope Lynette told the boys to keep an eye on Penny, since all she did was send her inside without any sign of a babysitter. Anyway, as they walk to the party, Tom shows Lynette an RV brochure and tells her he'd like to take the kids out of school and go "boppin' around" (he actually uses those words) for a year in "one of these sweet rides" (those, too). She thinks he's crazy, because of this little thing called their restaurant. He's all over that, and has already found someone who wants to buy it. He's been talking to a potential buyer for a few weeks, and said yes just this afternoon. This is why I don't get annoyed at Lynette for being controlling: because no matter how hard she tries to be, Tom is too clueless to get it, and still does whatever he wants with little or no regard for her. Not telling her he's considering selling is bad enough, but selling without even talking to her? That's practically divorce-worthy. But, as if to prove my point, he's completely oblivious, and when Bree and Orson walk by just then, he turns and follows them to Susan's with a "Hey guys! You ready to party?" Well, they certainly don't look ready to party. But then, neither does our wife, and you haven't noticed that yet either.