New neighbor Betty Applewhite is sorting boxes on her front porch. Edie strolls up wearing her hair down in a retro finger-wave a la Veronica Lake, along with an unfortunate belted, sleeveless, backless, button-up collar dress that's a little JC Penney for my taste, but what it lacks in style it makes up for with a sunshine yellow that is without a doubt flattering. Edie introduces herself and says she's been very curious to meet Betty and her son, Matthew, who comes out and joins the conversation at this point, and who, incidentally, is one hot cool drink of water. Edie's curiosity clearly puts both the Applewhites on their guard, and Matthew closes their front door behind him pointedly as he steps out onto the porch. Edie says the reason she's so curious is that she's never sold a house over the phone before: "You're awfully brave, buying a place sight unseen." Betty insists that she could tell from the advertisement that the house was exactly what they were looking for, and then she introduces Edie to her son, Matthew. "Nice to meet you, ma'am," Matthew says. Edie: "Please, call me Edie. 'Ma'am' is for middle-aged women. Like her!" And with "her," Edie points over at Susan, who's taking out the trash next door. "You can call her 'ma'am' any time you want." Anyway Edie wonders if they're finding everything okay? "Because we didn't do our realtor's walk-through..." Edie takes a step toward the house, but Betty blocks her, telling her everything's fine, fine. "Oh honey," Edie says in a conspiratorial voice, "escrow closed; now I can show you where to put the buckets when it rains." But again, Betty insists that she and Matthew are totally fine and, as ominous music swells, she firmly thanks Edie for stopping by. Edie finally takes the hint -- and she takes it very well, I might add, giving them her card along with a big smile. But as she walks away, her face crinkles into a secret little look, all "what the hell was that all about?" Edie drives off (I guess she got her car back unscathed from the Carlos carjacking), and Handsome Matthew comments on how very friendly people are in this neighborhood. "Yes," Betty says, clearly sitting on a big, juicy secret. "Yes, they are." Yay, welcome Alfre Woodard! I loved you in my top-ten all-time favorite movie Mumford, and it's so very good to have you and your juicy secret and your superfine son here on Wisteria Lane!