Bree's on the phone with Karl, telling him she misses him too. Then she's like, "A peach nightgown. Why?" She tells him they aren't doing this on the phone again, and if he can't sleep, he should take a pill. It's hilarious that Bree thinks a pill is a more natural way for him to fall asleep than masturbation. She gets up to close her curtains, and sees Katherine lurking in Mike and Susan's bushes, peeking in the windows. Next morning, Bree arrives in the test kitchen and tells Katherine they really need to talk. Katherine cheerily chirps about work she's already done this morning, but Bree tells her she saw her at Mike and Susan's last night. Katherine, indignant: "You were spying on me?" Bree: "I am not the spy in this story." Katherine wonders if Bree wants to know what she saw. Bree tries to say no, but Katherine says Susan went to bed early and Mike watched a ballgame; does that sound like a marriage? Bree says it sounds exactly like one. And, yeah, I have to agree. But Katherine says it was really nice to watch the ballgame with Mike. She fondles a melon as she says this, which makes it all the more insane. Bree: "Through a window. Katherine, you are losing your grip here." She says Mike loves Susan and isn't coming back to Katherine, and she needs to get some help. Katherine says Bree can't stand to see her happy, because she knows that once Mike comes back, Katherine won't have time to do all of Bree's work for her. She says she's tired of carrying Bree, so Bree says that will stop now, since she's putting Katherine on sick leave for three weeks, effective immediately. Katherine says she's not sick, but Bree says she really is.