It's time for the KimberBree and Rex portion of the hour, which can never come soon enough for me. They're sitting with their respective teams of lawyers, discussing their division of assets. KimberBree's hair looks totally amazing. The lawyers would like to start with the country club membership. Rex interrupts, and asks KimberBree what they're doing here. He doesn't want this!: "I thought I did, but I don't." He wants to talk this over before it's too late. "What do you say, [KimberBree], should we send the vultures home?" he pleads. The vultures all give him dirty looks. After a long silence, KimberBree says, "I want to keep the club membership. Rex is terrible at tennis." Yes and the lessons didn't help. "And he hates buffets." Heh. Rex's face falls. KimberBree sort of gulps.
Susan takes her poncho and pays a visit to Creepy Paul. "They were kissing, huh?" he asks. "Right at my kitchen table," Susan says. Paul chuckles that she must have scared the hell out of them. He sips his cocktail and reminds her they're just kids. Susan snaps that it's easy for him -- he's the father of the boy! She's the mother of the girl, and "if things get out of hand...!" Then it's her daughter having the baby, I presume. Behind the living-room door, Zack eavesdrops. Paul asks her what she wants from him, and Susan says that she just wants to know that if the kids are over here, that Paul will supervise. And she also really wants him to stop looking at her like she's crazy. Paul shrugs that this is all irrelevant: "I've sold the house." Susan's eyebrows pop almost to her hairline. "Really?" she asks. "We'll be moving at the end of the month," Paul tells her. This is news to Zack, who comes swinging into the room. "You told me when I got back from Silvercrest that you reconsidered! You lied to me!" he yelps. Paul suggests that Zack take his medication. "What, you think pumping me full of drugs is going to keep me quiet?" he brats. Oy, kids today. When I was a kid, I took my anti-psychotics and I liked it! Paul orders him upstairs, but Zack just squeals that Paul doesn't care about him, and that he didn't care about Mary Alice! "You know what? I wish she'd shot you instead," he screams, and runs out. Susan smiles awkwardly. "So, you're moving? We're all going to miss you."