Or, Patrick could get a paper route. Which is, in fact, what he does. I'm kind of surprised that Elmo even has a newspaper, but maybe they just import the one from Cicely that Maurice owned. Mai comes out to get her morning paper and looks surprised to see her stepson biking by, instead of the usual eleven-year-old kid. Frankly, when you live in a part of the world where pretty much every job involves natural resources -- oil, lumber, what-have-you -- if the best you can come up with to supplement your income is a damn paper route, you're either not looking hard enough, or you're a wuss.
Marin's. As classical music plays soothingly on the soundtrack, Marin takes her first swipe at the wall (primer? Hello?), but that's about all she gets done before the door bursts open and everyone else in town rolls in, announcing that they're all having a painting party. Even Jane's there, which? Worst vacation ever. Patrick comes out of a side door to go for supplies...
...but Mai pushes Patrick away from all the painting about to commence and closes the door behind them, telling him she saw him on his paper route. She asks whether he's having money problems, and he reluctantly admits that he's going through a rough patch. She asks how much he needs, pulling a wad out of her bra. Patrick gravely says that a real man doesn't take handouts, and Mai -- correctly guessing that he's been getting advice from Buzz -- asks whether a real man rides around town flinging papers off a bike with a little bell on it. Patrick relents, and Mai hands over her mad money, ordering, "Don't tell Buzz." "Don't tell Annie," Patrick replies. "Don't tell Celia," adds Mai. "Don't tell Jerome," says Patrick. Off Mai's quizzical look, he explains that Jerome lives for gossip. Heh. Mai makes to leave just as Celia enters. Patrick's mommies have a brief stare-down, and then Celia also gives him a cheque. He tries to refuse, but she says she can help him if she wants, and that he doesn't have to tell Annie. I have to say, I get why Buzz is giving Patrick money advice from 1963, and why Celia wants to have a secret with Patrick that Annie isn't privy to, but Mai knows Annie has a crazy work ethic and a lot of ambition, and if the two of them joined forces, they could turn Mai's eBay store into the next Juicy Couture inside of a year.
Outside, Marin runs into Buzz, telling him they need more paintbrushes. Buzz cracks that they need the crew from Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. That product placement out of the way, Marin calls Buzz's attention to the little "shed" in the back, and he gleefully informs her that it's not a shed, it's an outhouse. Marin muses that she should turn it into a meditation room. Yeah, I don't know that the vapours of poos past are necessarily all that conducive to enlightenment. Marin then runs into Theresa, who's also on hand for the painting party, and reminds Marin that she's on for Ben's breakfast the next morning. So, remember, the Chieftain couldn't shut down when its owner had heart problems, but now that Marin has need of a painting crew (not that she even asked for it, mind you), Sara and Theresa AND JEROME are all right there. Maybe Theresa brought the keg and just relocated the establishment to Marin's for the day, customers and all. She apparently brought a grill, because that's where Marin finds Lynn, who says she's on chow because it's not good for her to be around paint fumes what with the B-A-B-Y and all. Marin's like, "Oh, right, I forgot about your fetus for thirty seconds." Lynn tries to interrupt the awkwardness by asking how Marin liked the tree, and Marin's like, "Jack's tree? I loved it!" Lynn says that it was from both of them, and Marin stutters that he didn't say so, and thanks Lynn for the gift as well. Jack appears, and Lynn hands him the tongs and drifts off, making a mental note to fight with him about his big-salad-credit-taking later.
Celia's. She and Ellis have apparently just finished doing their dirty business, and she's ready to "go again" already. Ellis begs for a drink of water, and Celia huffs and reaches over him to hand him a bottle of water so that they can get back to the matters at hand. And mouth. And parts unknown. Ellis, however, would like to have a conversation; he doesn't just want to be her boy toy, he wants to be her boyfriend, not that he can even get the whole word out before Celia covers his mouth. She tells him that she has a lot going on, what with Patrick's upcoming wedding, so she can only concentrate on one man at a time. Then there's a "bottoms up!" joke, the implications of which I would rather not consider.