Tim is on the phone, trying to smooth things over with the bank over the late mortgage payments. He spots what's-her-face across the way packing up her car. And with that "what's-her-face," I think now is as good a time as any to say what I think has been wrong with the second season so far. All of our main teen characters -- whom we know and love -- have been cast to the wind, paired up with so many different what's-her-names or what's-his-names when they should be interacting with EACH OTHER. I don't care about Matt and Carlotta, or Tim and whoever, or Smash and Noelle. The best parts of this season have been when our characters interact with each other -- Julie and Tim's new weird relationship; Tyra and Lyla pairing up; Jason, Tim, and Lyla's Mexican Threesome. But as far as we know, this season, Matt and Landry have hardly talked to each other, nobody has seen Jason in months, and Lyla lives four towns over. End rant.
So here we are, Tim talking to what's-her-face -- a storyline I was okay with when our main characters still hung out with one another occasionally-- and getting some closure. She tells Tim that she and Billy broke up; Tim is mean to her, suggesting she finish the Riggins trifecta by going for his dad next. She says she knows she deserves it, and then tries to excuse herself by saying that she was alone and scared and trying to make a life for her son. She tells Tim that it didn't work out with Billy because he lost his job; Tim is not surprised. She tells Tim to patch things up with Billy, because Billy really loves him. Tim walks off unceremoniously.
Eric is at home watching a game tape when the screen goes to snow. The picture snaps back, only to show the opening credits of The Office. Shelly walks in with a laundry basket and chatters that she's so excited that it taped, she was worried it hadn't. She says Eric would love it but then takes it back: "It's very 'talky.'" Eric snaps, "You taped over my game." Shelly apologizes, but not very convincingly. She follows it up by suggesting that the Taylors get a TiVo. Eric starts packing up his notebook and lets her have it: "Can I ask you something? Do you have a concept of personal privacy? Like personal, private moments, in the privacy of one's own personal space?" Shelly is confused like she doesn't know where this is going. Come on, lady! Eric comes out and says it: "I understand that your my wife's sister but we were wondering when exactly you are going to get a place of your own?" Shelly claps her hand to her gaping mouth while Eric tries to assure her that he didn't mean it the way it came out. She tells him to stop talking and then shuffles out of the room, muttering that she feels really stupid right now.