At the boring party, Danielle comes downstairs in braids. Vivian compares her Pippi Longstocking, cruelly displaying her until she runs upstairs to change. "I thought you said she ruined her hair?" asks Random Old Lady. "No, that was the other one," says Evil Grandma. Patty, passing by, goes upstairs to find Angela, who is dressed to match the bus on the cover of Magical Mystery Tour. "Angela, I need you downstairs. [Beat.] That is what you choose to wear to your grandparents' anniversary party?" Angela says, "Mom, I think I'm going to Rayanne's." Patty walks away. "Mom! Just for a little while!" But Patty's already downstairs, pretending to be happy again.
At the fun party, Rayanne takes some pills in the bathroom and washes them down with beer. Rickie catches her and says, "Rayanne!" Rayanne says, "What? It's a party." This is, apparently, satisfactory.
At the lame party, Vivian is attempting to ruin Graham's chicken by sprinkling oregano into his curry sauce: "You can't go wrong with oregano. Oregano is the universal herb." Yeah. But curry is all about sex. Angela comes in and hugs her Grandma, who is a little taken aback by the kid's outfit. Then Vivian proceeds to undercut Patty's authority in every possible way ("Let her wear what she wants...she doesn't have to be here, go do your thing...why should she be stuck here when she has better plans?...You're missing your best friend's party?") Angela is especially put out when she learns that Grandpa isn't even coming, "That really makes sense." Then the scene gets really good:
Patty: "Rayanne is not your best friend."
Angela: "Mom, she is so my best friend. I'm sorry you hate her."
Vivian: "You hate her?"
Patty: "Mother, butt out."
Angela, under her breath: "Another fun-filled party at the Chase's."
Patty: "Oh, I apologize deeply that our house cannot measure up to the joy that is being at Rayanne's, where your friend Rickie can guzzle beer, and that Amber woman read your tea leaves."
Angela: "Oh, stop it. Rickie doesn't even drink. Stop being so hypocritical. You hated her on sight, just admit it."
Patty: "All right. I admit it! I don't like her! I don't think that she's the right friend for you!"
Angela respectfully grabs her Tarot cards and leaves.