Just then, there is a knock, and Kate looks over to see B-Plot and friends standing outside the screen door. Goth Girl, of course, is thrilled at the arrival of B-Plot, who will make a handy addition to the bibliography for her dissertation. "Oh, my God, is that [B-Plot]?" she asks. "Actually, it is," Kate says slowly, "with his...entourage." Damn. People with entourages never come to my apartment. Maybe that's why I'm bored a lot. More entourages!
The next thing you know, Victoria is in the kitchen serving the entourage some munchies she refers to as "triangle things," while Mama Fox asks them how they know Kate. "Through [B-Plot]," T-Rex fills in. T-Rex mentions that he thought it would be okay for them to come, given that they're all "orphans." Mama Fox looks momentarily shocked, until T-Rex clarifies that they're not technically orphans, they just have no family for Thanksgiving. So they're the "from Baltimore" kind of orphans as opposed to the "both our parents were eaten by lions" kind of orphans.
Victoria's grand tour continues as she takes the munchie tray out past B-Plot, who is unsurprisingly holding court with a raptly attentive Goth Girl. Specifically, he's telling her all about how there's been a recent "politically motivated reversal of societal norms." Um, word. I guess. This all turns out to be somehow related to why B-Plot doesn't "rap about pimpin'."
In the kitchen, Victoria's Munchie Caravan makes its way back to the starting gate, where Kate amusedly asks Victoria whether things are okay out there in the living room. Victoria confirms that surprisingly enough, they are, except that Cancer Boy is all alone, "reading a coffee table book." Kate says that perhaps they should go get Cancer Boy: "Maybe he wants to come in here." "Oooh, I hope he does," Victoria says sarcastically, with a well-timed pump of her fist. Just then, who should walk in behind them, but -- no, not Cancer Boy. It's Michael, of course. He leans over and gives Kate the cheek-smooch, and she asks what happened to the elderly aunt. He explains that Thanksgiving at Shady Pines (or wherever) is a surprisingly clipped affair, and that "they really get you in and out of there." She tells him he's just in time for a second dinner, and then Mama Fox comes wafting in in her orange top. Mama is introduced to Michael, and then suggests to Kate that they go ahead and get the little sponge cakes ready for dessert later. Unsurprisingly, it comes to light that they don't have enough sponge cakes, so Michael volunteers for yet another last-minute store run. When he's gone, Mama calls him a "Boy Scout" and mentions that she likes him, at which point Victoria breezes by and mentions that they've got seven minutes to go on the casserole. Casserole urgency! What would Thanksgiving be without it?