George: Be right back. I have to change my drawers.
Meanwhile, down old Mexico way...
Mrs. Volson: Steph buddy, WHAT UP?
Stephanie: I'm not at all surprised you recognize me. I'm lifetime cover-girl for Hottie Scientist Monthly. I mean who else they gonna pick, Katie? Shit, I had to teach that girl how to flirt with my own son, on an online dating service. He's posing as an adult, in order to boost her "confidence," because she is in no way hot. I mean, she doesn't even dye her hair blonde.
Your Recapper: Thanks Steph, now I don't have to cover that part.
Stephanie: No problem. Now that I've got all this extra time on my hands, maybe I can help you clean your house. It looks like someone should.
Your Recapper: Believe you me, I'd rather be doing that than this.
Stephanie: Me too, sister.
Mrs. Volson: Since neither of you are interested in me, I'll summarize for the three people who will read all the way through this crap.
Your Recapper: Hey! There's my mother, my husband, and my editor. Oh. Right. Three.
Mrs. Volson: I'm in a wheelchair. And years ago, when my husband worked for Global Tech, I used to be in a wheelchair. But then I wasn't, because he used me like a lab rat.
Stephanie: Jim and I tried that position once, it's trickier than you'd think, and the fake whiskers and tail tickle. I never knew it could cure a paraplegic, though. You should publish your findings.
Mrs. Volson: Well, I never!
Your Recapper: I don't even...
Mrs. Volson: Okay, readers, so anyhow, I'd like the stupid scientist to know that my husband gave me some of his secret serum.
Stephanie: Tee hee.
Mrs. Volson: Ahem. And he took some, too.
Mrs. Volson: His secret serum enabled us to do wonderful things. Then he got fired. We could no longer do wonderful things. Then I ended up back in the chair and he killed himself. Thank you and good day.
Stephanie: But wait, I have some more ques...
Mrs. Volson: I said good day!
Back at Global Tech
Katie: Aren't you even going to tell the people that while I'm supposed to tutor JJ, he's too smart for me, and so I'm turning to this 14 year old virgin for romantic advice, which leads to him falling for me, and his own mother ends up posing as me online and asking him for a date?