Crosby and Jasmine are blissfully sleeping in her bed when they are awakened by knocking at the bedroom door. It's Jabbar, looking for his mommy. The two adults freak out at the prospect of being busted by their own son, so Crosby does what any grown-up would do: he dives out the bedroom window, lands on his head, and awkwardly waves at a pack of old ladies walking down the sidewalk.

Speaking of awkward, Adam and Kristina are arriving with Max at the Lessings' house for a barbecue. They try to psyche Max up for this experience, describing the Lessings' son, Noel (the hand-flapper), as "an interesting kid," and saying he might become a friend to Max. "Why do I need a friend?" Max asks. Adam says friends are fun. "Can you give me a reason why friends are fun?" Max asks, and the question is so basic and thus so hard to answer, it sends Kristina into like, verbal cross-stitch sampling: "Because they're friends. And friends are friends. And in order to be a friend, you have to have a friend." I think she meant that last one the other way around, but still. "Let's just try to have a good time," Adam says, and I wonder how they'll even remotely achieve that, considering their previous visits to the Lessing household was hell on Earth. Things don't seem to be going all that much better this time. The Lessings remain totally overwhelming. Mr. L has brought out his pride and joy, a new recumbent bike. This is complete with a yellow biking outfit, including a sweat band, which sort of makes me love him. Adam is cringing, but gamely sits on the thing when Mr. L insists. Kristina, meanwhile, is being emotionally engulfed by Mrs. L, who realizes she can't stop talking about Noel, who -- she says with tears in her eyes -- she just loves so much, she can't help herself. Worst of all, of course, is poor Max having to deal with Noel, who has wrapped him in an unbreakable half-Nelson of a bear hug and won't let go. "Dad! Can you get him to stop?" Max finally cries, and Adam pulls them apart. Noel is undaunted and drops to the ground yelling "Let's roll around!" which he immediately begins doing. I mean, it's a natural next step to hug-choking. Max declines. Finally, Kristina steps in. "You know, Max isn't feeling well," she says, adding that they'll have to go. The Lessings worriedly ask if it's diarrhea, as Noel had that recently. Ugh. "Time to go!" Max announces, and they leave, awkwardly thanking their hosts for the nice time. The poor Lessings smile knowingly and hug each other.