Carol wants to know what in the fuck was Warren doing there, except she didn't exactly phrase it that way. Ed says that Warren's just looking to make a few bucks for Prom Night, which is coming up next week, according to the NBC website. Ed asks if Carol went to their senior prom; then he quickly recovers from this bout of temporary insanity and admits he remembers seeing Carol at the senior prom...she was wearing a big, fancy, shiny crown. Carol braces for the humbling ridicule that she has suffered every single day since she was voted prom queen. Ed wants to know what kind of power does a prom queen receive once she has been voted in. Did she ever get to bomb Belgium? Carol said she could and did. Carol then blows off Ed's infantile attempts at humor to inform him that she had a wonderful time the other night while standing inches from him. Ed says it sure beat a fist to the nuts. Carol gets all ga-ga and goo-goo and mushy, and we (the television viewing audience) are just supposed to believe that Carol has finally chipped the ice off her demeanor and fallen for our dear, sweet Ed. Well, guess what, Ms. Vessey? Television viewing audience don't play that. Uh-uh. Take your sassy ass back to...ummmm...well...just keep it right here for now...but we ain't havin' none of it. Nope. No sirree, Uncle Bob.