To The Hallway Of Exposition, where Graham's asking where's Marla and Neil's explaining that they broke up again. "Neil!" Graham hisses, like, what? What's the problem? Like, yeah, it's too bad when our siblings break up with people we like, but -- dude. Dial it back. Patty runs in, and we hear the whole where's-Marla-we-broke-up-again thing. Neil reassures them that "Sheryl is incredible," and they'll spend five minutes with her and love her. Ready for The Cut Of Wacky Non-Dramatic Non-Irony?
Cut to the car. It's pouring rain, and in the back seat, Sheryl is regaling the Chases with the story of how she and Neil met -- it involves stopping next to him at an intersection and Neil handing her a piece of paper that says, "Hi, I'm Neil -- call me," and Graham steps on the punchline by delivering it himself in a bored tone of voice. The gist is that Neil has used this "charming" pick-up before, and Sheryl is all, "How'd you know that -- how did he know that?" In the front seat, Patty and Graham stare through the windshield, looking vaguely disgusted. We're treated to Sheryl's annoying seal-like laugh. Sheryl goes through her purse, saying she thinks she's "got a couple of doobies in here." Patty and Graham exchange a "good grief" look. Hmm. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that they don't love her.
In Angela's room, Rickie, Angela, and Danielle experiment with make-up. Angela asks "yay or nay" about a lip liner, pauses, and tells Rickie that, if he wants to do something with Rayanne that weekend, she won't "take it personally" or anything. Apparently, they've had this conversation before, because Rickie says firmly, "Angela. I wanna hang here. Okay?" Angela says okay. Danielle puts about an inch of lipstick on, and Rickie refreshes his eyeliner. Then Angela asks casually, "So does she ask about me?" Rickie, still lining his lower lid, doesn't answer. DVO tells us, "It is so cool to be hanging with my big sister and her cool friend." She looks down admiringly at Angela, who absently takes an eyeliner out of Danielle's hand and asks Rickie, "Do you like this?" Rickie makes an "uch" noise.
Pan across a four-poster bed, accessorized with a quaint quilt, to Graham, shirtless and lost in thought. Patty comes out of the bathroom, shyly, clad in the green negligee; she looks good, but she doesn't think she does, so it doesn't quite work. Graham disagrees, fixing her with a "wow…I mean, wow" look, but Patty's all self-effacing, saying that Camille "forced" her to wear it and "it's not me." She rushes over to the bed as Graham smiles, "I think it's great!" "Really?" Patty says, and Graham starts macking on her, saying that he loves "sex in a different bed," and I know it's kind of wrong, but I wouldn't mind having sex, in any bed, with Tom Irwin. Rowr. Oh, dear. Sorry about that. Anyway, Graham's fixing to roll on top of Patty when they both freeze at the sound of Neil and Sheryl getting loud in the room next door. Graham attempts to continue, but Sheryl's barking laugh comes through the wall, and Patty half sits up and complains that Neil should have waited until after that weekend to break up with Marla. Graham's still kissing her neck, and he remarks sarcastically that Patty's concern for Marla is "touching," and she's about to bitch some more when Graham stops and tells her, nicely, to suck it up because she's ruining the mood. Patty gives him The Look, and they start smooching again, but Patty can't stop cracking up when Sheryl's all "do me" on the other side of the wall, and eventually she snorts, and Graham sort of lies there on his side with a look on his face like, "Could you make it any harder for me to maintain an erection? Great, thanks."