But Bree has other plans. When she gets home and sees Hot Handyman's truck in Renee's driveway, she calls his phone and tells him she's having a bit of an emergency. Then, "Oh, thank you. That's lovely." She hangs up and takes a golf club to the sprinkler heads in her front yard. Hot Handyman, who apparently has fixed the spraying water issues, looks at a sprinkler head and wonders why someone would do something like this. Bree: "Far be it for me to understand the minds of hooligans." She apologizes for calling him over at this hour, but he says it's okay; he wasn't doing anything special. Ooh, burn on Renee! Bree's glad to hear that, and would love to show her appreciation by making Hot Handyman dinner one night this week. He asks if it's like a date, but she says it doesn't need a label: just two adults eating food together. He says calling it a date is quicker, and Bree doesn't argue. So they set it up for 8 p.m. Thursday.
At the apartment complex of sadness and desperation, Susan watches Stacy Strauss leave and then heads into her place. She spots the vacuum and heads toward it with a screwdriver and a mischievous grin. Back on Wisteria Lane, Beth spots Mrs. McCluskey walking down the street. She tells her she was hoping to see her at the girls' poker game, but Mrs. McC says that once you get caught with some aces in your bra, you're banned for life. Beth asks if Mrs. McC knows why they don't like her husband. Mrs. McC tries to pretend she doesn't know, but quickly relents: "Fine. They think he's a murderer." Beth says he was exonerated since Felicia Tillman framed him, but Mrs. McC says that isn't the murder they all think he's guilty of: It was Felicia's sister, Martha's, Mrs. McC tells her, and if Felicia's crazy, "we all are."