Gabby and Carlos are having some difficulty finding any parent-worthy photos in their collection. For instance, in the vacation photo Gabby's holding up now, she's topless. Gabby doesn't see the problem: Carlos's "hands are covering [her] naughty parts." Carlos: "Do you mean the hand that's holding the tequila shot, or the one that's holding the Cuban cigar?" Meaning, I guess, that his hands were more blocking Gabby's rack versus the implied cupping that the word "covering" implied. Carlos is exasperated: "Every single picture of the two of us, we're either drinking or smoking or naked." Gabby clarifies: "We like to have fun. And who doesn't understand that more than a unwed, knocked-up teenager?" Carlos is not amused. But then Gabby gets a brainstorm!
Cut to Carlos and Gabby standing in front of Lynette. Lynette: "So, you want me to, ah, as parents?" Gabby hands her a bottle of wine. Lynette: "Oh, you don't have to bribe me. We're all friends here." Gabby, with a big smile: "Keeping that in mind, would it also be okay if we be your kids' godparents?" Carlos, holding up a camera: "And can we take some fake pictures to document it?" Lynette laughs uncomfortably and then holds up the wine: "I don't suppose you brought a corkscrew?" Which is kind of funny, and yet...the Scavos don't have a corkscrew?
Zana's out on his front porch, muttering on the phone to what I'm guessing is the police. Felicia is out on the sidewalk out front, just standing there petting a coffee cup and eavesdropping in a weirdly menacing way. Mike walks up and confronts her: what, exactly, is she doing there? Felicia, in a truly insane witch voice: "Oh I left in such a rush, there was lots of old business I forgot to wrap up." Mike points out that it must be "pretty important business" if it prompted her to move back right next to the man she suspects of slaying her sister. Felicia is all, speaking of Paul...he got hauled away by the fuzz! And, she guesses, he's not going to be back anytime soon. And then she smiles wickedly and also insanely.