Downstairs, Danielle answers the door for Neil and Kerry Weaver, who has very curly hair and looks about ten years younger. Well, I guess she is about ten years younger by now. I'd like to add here that I recently went to a Broadway production of "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest," put on by the Steppenwolf Theater. Terry McKinney directed, and it's a great show, but the guy playing Martini looked and sounded so familiar to me, and I couldn't figure out where the hell I knew him from, so at intermission I looked him up, and it's Danton Stone -- Neil. And I also found out that Mr. Katimski, a.k.a. Jeff Perry, is a founding member of Steppenwolf. Okay, trivia mode off. Danielle snipes at Kerry, "You're not Marla," and Patty and Graham come running down to save Neil and Kerry from Danielle, but when Patty sees that it's in fact totally not Marla, a giant fake smile takes over her entire face, and she says nothing. Very tactful, Patty. Not. Neil introduces Kerry -- here, "Sheryl Fleck" -- to the family, and tosses Danielle a Gameboy. Danielle thanks him perfunctorily and walks away, VO-ing that "Uncle Neil gives the lamest presents on earth." Shut up, DVO. Patty's all "come in, come in," and Sheryl says she's "heard so much about" Patty and Graham, and Patty fumbles, "Oh…yes." Graham, his voice all strangled and high, asks Neil to help him with their bags. "Aren't those your bags over there?" Neil asks, gesturing at the bags, sitting right next to Patty. Awkward pause. "Just help me a second," Graham gargles. Neil knows what's up, but follows Graham anyway. Left alone with Sheryl, Patty starts to say something, but Sheryl interrupts to tell her in a conspiratorial tone, "I love your foyer." Patty, every single tooth in her mouth on display, excuses herself really obviously, then literally runs out of the room. Okay, seriously? "Weekend"-haters often point to this scene as particularly egregious, and I have to agree. I've seen a group of stoned nineteen-year-olds handle similar situations with ten times the aplomb. And wouldn't Graham know that Neil and Sheryl -- oh, forget it. Let's cut upstairs…