Susan, dressed in her hot pink work clothes, turns on her computer to watch Stacy Strauss (let's hope she's not spending her easily earned money on that) with some popcorn. She watches Stacy try to do the vacuum bit for her finale, but instead of sucking up the apron, the vacuum shoots dirt out all over Stacy. Susan's thrilled, but turns it off and quickly gets to her own webcamming. She welcomes all the guests who might have just flipped over from different channels. Then there's a knock at her door. It's Stacy Strauss, covered in dust from her ass to her eyelashes. She's ready to take Susan down for this, so they fight. On camera. Maxine watches from her own place, of course, and eventually comes in -- but not to break it up; she's here to tell them to get back on camera if they're going to fight. Their ratings are through the roof, and even fried her router. I'm not sure anyone who works on this show understands technology. Maxine is upset to find this isn't a bit, and sends Stacy Strauss away for attacking Susan during a bit. She sends Stacy to her room. Uh-oh. Maxine's getting a bit controlling and scary.
Bree's doing yard work the next morning, when Renee sneaks up behind her and says, "So, a roving gang of hooligans destroyed your sprinklers?" She tells Bree that no one steals a man out of her bed, and now her new hobby will be to take Bree down. Bree suggests she stick to her original hobby of forgoing undergarments. Renee, no snappy comeback ready, tells Bree she'll be seeing her. Bree's looking forward to it. Or so she says. But she honestly looks a little scared. I guess she must have watched Ugly Betty, so she knows how truly terrifying Vanessa Williams can be -- almost as frightening as the heretic's fork.