Susan's jaw drops in amazement, and they walk over to the table. Mike gets down on bended knee, and there's not an untied shoelace lace in sight. But before Mike can get his prepared little speech going, Susan blurts out, "Will you marry me?!" Mike, laughing: "I kind of had a speech prepared. But sure, what the heck." Sigh. Now he's gone and done it. Gah, it's cute little scene, I'll begrudgingly admit, but it's also supremely irritating (coming as it does on the heels of Susan's bad behavior in the car) -- much like Susan herself!
And from that scene of pre-wedded bliss, MAVO contrast-shuttles us over to the embattled Scavo house, which is struggling in grim silence in the wake of Tootie's departure. We Desper-montage through a series of scenes showing Tom asking Lynette inane, couple-type questions, the best of which is his query about the age-appropriateness of a very ill-advised (and very Gay Matt circa 1994) muscle-tee. Lynette answers each of Tom's questions with a blank zombie stare.
The montage lands us at the Scavo family table. It's breakfast, and everyone is eating in uncomfortable silence, which older P breaks by asking Lynette if she's "mad at Daddy?" re: her silent treatment. Lynette denies it with a smile and nicely explains that "a sign of a good relationship is being comfortable in silence." Tom agrees, but then he tacks on a passive-aggressive amendment about how the kind of silence he endured from Lynette last night at the Scavoria "wasn't exactly comfortable." Lynette, while still referring to Tom in the third person, points out that maybe he didn't notice that she was busy busting her ass, carting around "twenty-pound bags of flour." And yet, has Lynette been busy carrying around flour the last five whole days? Because that's how long the silent treatment has been going on. Lynette accuses Tom of trying to pick a fight, he claims he's just trying to get her to talk to him, and Lynette gives him a big frustrated brush-off. Big P, with his eyes doing a chastened hybrid bug-roll: "Sorry I asked!" -- kind of makes the maritally challenged Sarah and Joe on Brothers and Sisters look like a couple of child-rearing geniuses, doesn't it?
And back to blissful Susan and Mike, who are clearly making a much better morning of it; Mike has his shirt all unbuttoned and he's reading the paper, and Susan is gleefully calling the flower guy to tell him that the wedding is totally back on! Same time, same date, only...different groom. She checks in with Mike, apparently not for the first time, but he's totally okay with being inserted into wedding she had planned with Ian: "I stole his bride, I guess I can poach his florist." The Stoneman, it seems, has left the building. Susan wonders what oh what she might be forgetting. "Um, guests?" Mike suggests. Susan gasps and puts in an order for another round of invites with the printer, only with an ever-so-slight typographical change. Theme-cut over to...