After Gabby comes down and sets Phil free, Carlos teases her, imitating all her "Yes, yes"ing: "'Oh, Phil, fill me with Phil.'" Once he's done with the hilarity, he tells her that she can't hurt him by doing something like that. Gabby, frustrated, begs Carlos to enlighten her: what can she do to hurt him so badly that he'll finally give up on them? "I can't keep doing this," she sighs, tuckered out. Carlos: "But I can. You proved something tonight. You had a rich, good-looking guy in your bed, and you couldn't pull the trigger. That means you still care, and as long as I know that, I can take anything that you dish out." Gabby turns to go inside, softly saying, "Can we talk about this in the morning?" He quietly agrees. Gabby: "But you're bringing me breakfast in bed, or no deal." Carlos laughs, "It's a date."
Mayerville. Julie goes to put a glass in the sink and spies Sarann's car sitting out on Wisteria Lane. Her eyes narrow in suspicion.
Outside, Julie knocks on the car window, which is all steamed up from within. Sarann rolls down the window; her top is all unbuttoned. Sarann giggle-sighs with relief that it's Julie who's come knocking and not the cops. Austin sits up and asks Julie if she's "on buzzkill patrol." Julie, angry and hurt, to Sarann: "This is why you couldn't go to the movies with me?" Sarann tries to apologize, claiming that she didn't know Julie was into Austin. Julie stutters that she totally is not into Austin; she's just upset that Sarann flaked. Sarann: "I would totally understand if you wanted to blow me off for a date." Julie: "You call this a date? Getting mauled in a car?" Austin: "Hey, you want to talk about this later? I'm losing altitude here." And I just threw up in my mouth.
Julie stomps inside her house, and Susan is sitting there, all Christmas-morning excited, gushing, "I think I found a way to get through to Mike." Julie, already totally frustrated and hurt: "Let it go. He's not into you." Wow. And yet...probably very good advice.
And speaking of buzzkill patrol: bright and early the next morning, Carlos comes into Gabby's bedroom with his cute breakfast tray piled high with waffles, all smothered in fresh berries and a sprinkling of powdered sugar. ["Carlos: I will marry you." -- Wing Chun] And there's Gabby, naked, lying with some mystery man, who is also naked. Gabby, stretching like a cat, explains that she caught a "second wind last night" and went out to a "bar," where she met "Jason": "We spent the whole night...how did you put it? 'Pulling the trigger.'" Carlos looks confused and crushed, like a little boy who just accidentally let go of a balloon. Gabby: "So did I hurt you? Or should I keep trying?" Well that's a waste of a marriage. And a perfect pile of glistening waffles. ["Seriously. In fact, forget Carlos: I think that breakfast and I could really have a wonderful life together." -- Wing Chun]