We finally go to commercials. A commercial for Daddio comes on. I guess this MBTV gig could be worse...
Back at the house, Ed is busy bouncing Baby Sara on his knee. Meanwhile, Sara's staring straight at the television camera, fascinated by the red light on top of it. This kid has all the acting skills of Pamela Anderson. It's apparent that Mike and Nancy are already getting sick of Ed living with them as they politely try to badger Ed into calling his (now) ex-wife and making up with her. At this point, they'd probably give Ed their blessing if he announced his decision to shack up with Squeaky Fromme: they just want him out of their house. During the witty banter, Mike lets it slip that it's been four months since he and Nancy had sex. Nancy pretends to take offense, but we (the viewing public) can tell she's mortified by this revelation at the breakfast table and is silently debating whether to call MTV's Loveline.
We fast-forward to Ed showing up for work at the bowling alley. Phil has taken it upon himself to start promoting Ed as the "Attorney On A Journey." Ed walks in to a bowling alley full of customers, all ready to bowl three games and then share their potential lawsuits with the new owner. The first customer tells Ed that he wants to sue his neighbor because the neighbor had been stealing his gravel. Ed hesitates, but then the guy offers Ed pictures. Ed begins salivating, but alas, the pictures are only of the neighbor stealing the guy's gravel and not nude photos of his teenage daughter.
Meanwhile, Mike has shown up for his work when Nancy walks in. Nancy, still reeling from the low blow of the sex comment in front of Ed earlier that morning, tells Mike she's ready for sex now and is expecting a full body cavity search later that night. Just then, Dr. Jerome bursts into the room with two folding chairs. He berates Mike once again for being a slacker and invites them both to sit down and have a nice lunch of some sandwiches that he has prepared for them while Mike's paying customers sit in the waiting room and impatiently wait for Nancy to leave. I'm really beginning to like Dr. Jerome. This guy's a bigger pain in the ass than a colostomy.