Then FakeCarson is somehow talking just to us as we watch fast-motion footage of the O-Moms walking down a hall. Apparently, the boys don't know that their moms are actually here inside the TRL studio. Shh! We've secretly replaced Ashley's parents with ones that love and support him. Let's see if anyone notices. "Why would TRL interview my mom?" Jacob asks, having already renounced his parental units like all the great rock stars do.
This FakeCarson girl is so annoying. She talks like she's running the reading corner down at the library. We start with Erik. Ashley makes a kissy face at Erik. FakeCarson reads, "Now, we all know you're a very fashionable guy...." Then she looks up from her notecard to show how she's really got a "connection" with Erik-Jacob Estredo. She asks Erik which of his "fashion statements" would be his mother's least favorite. For some reason, Erik cops to having worn goggles all through high school. He says, "I used to rock those goggles," and makes a motion toward the top of his head. FakeCarson freaks the fuck out like she knows what he's talking about, like everybody should know what he's talking about, like he said "I wore Jams." Where did he grow up, that wearing red goggles would be cool? He makes it sound like everyone in Florida is very protective of their eyes, so they just wear science glasses all the time. Oh, wait. It's probably because Elderly Chic is hip in Florida, so they're all trying to wear those giant dark wrap-around shades like their grandparents do. Yes, I do have all the answers. Thanks for asking. "Oh, right," FakeCarson keeps repeating, like she totally understands how teen boys want to wear red goggles in high school. Erik's mom is holding up the red goggles in question. I think it's the pair Trevor was wearing on his indoor sky diving date from last week. O-Town is so amazed that MamaErik's holding the goggles that Jacob has to stand up with fists in the air, Trevor has to almost punch Erik in the head, and Erik sticks his fist in his mouth. These poor boys have so much pent-up testosterone from being together for so long that they're either going to kill each other or fuck the shit out of each other one day. Can I say that? Did I just get fired? Did I go too far? We get a "ding" from the foley guy, telling us that Erik was right in his guess. MamaErik says a sentence with the words "98 degrees," but they cut her off for mentioning the enemy. MamaErik's in the green room moaning at how she looks on television. Erik says to us, "Mom. There was no need to show the goggles."