Pinochle is the game, and after some card talk, the adults discuss a nearby proposed housing development while, unbeknownst to them, the kids sit on the stairs in their pajamas. The game and chatting continues until Bobby makes and appearance. Betty orders him back to bed, but he tells her he's scared, as he heard something. Don reiterates that he should return to bed, and when he doesn't obey, Betty gets annoyed and casts a "deal with this" look at Don, who obliges, picking him up and carrying him upstairs. Betty snits: "When I was a child, I would have been way more afraid of my father than of going to sleep." No one even raises an eyebrow at this declaration, which is both comforting and deeply upsetting, and Carlton tries to adopt a "boys will be boys" defense, saying that when he was Bobby's age, he would be under his covers with a flashlight and a stack full of comics. Betty, however, has a response: "I don't care what they do when they're up there. I just like a few hours of quiet." I have enough friends who have kids to react to her thusly: Fair enough. When Don returns, however, she says that Bobby is a little liar, and goes on about how he drew a lovely picture of George Washington for school the other day -- only he cheated by tracing it, and he accepted praise from the teacher for something he didn't do. Francine and Carlton don't take any of this particularly seriously, but Don regards Betty appraisingly.
Peggy's getting ready to leave, and offers to run any errands at the library her mother might have. Her mother sighs that she should probably renew The Agony And The Ecstasy. "It's takin' forever!" Heh. Peggy's almost out the door when Anita whispers, "Aren't you gonna say goodnight?" And here you thought the loony bin was news. Peggy stiffens, but goes off to one of the bedrooms, in which we see a crib with a young boy who can only be Peggy's son, and a bunk bed with another boy of about eight, who brightly greets her: "Hi, Aunt Peggy!" I'm not completely sure if it's the mother or the sister who's raising the child, although for appearances' sake alone it seems far more likely that it's Anita. And it's not like it matters, anyway, because this would be effed up even for non-Catholics either way. Anyway, Peggy looks guilty, closes the door, and strides on out of there.