Back at HQ, Camille is cleaning up the kitchen while Zeek tells her about his trip. He recalls again the happy memory of one of their kids vomiting on Camille's head in the Grand Canyon, except this time he thinks it was Sarah. "You really don't remember, do you?" Camille asks. Zeek says you know, it was so long ago he can't keep track of it. "Well, maybe that was because the vomit wasn't dripping down your face. You were too busy laughing." Very foolishly, Zeek now laughs AGAIN. "You gotta admit, it was funny," he says. I suppose, in the fullness of time, one might come to see that story as funny. Then again, not really. "This is the way it went," Camille says, still mad. "Julia got sick and threw up, in my hair. She was screaming her little heart out, and I was trying comfort her while wiping puke out of my eyes. You were too busy laughing to even think about helping." She says Zeek did her the big favor of pulling into a gas station so that she could go in the gross bathroom and clean up while he filled up the tank. Zeek maybe, just maybe, is understanding what a dick he was. "Milly, I never knew it upset you that much," he says, wrapping his arms around her. "Would you accept a belated apology? I'm sorry." Camille... doesn't seem all that inclined to accept, yet. Instead she asks him what else there is to tell about his trip. Here's his big chance. "Well, Adam snores like a chainsaw, but he's not going to admit it," he says. "What else can I tell ya?" He can't see her face, but it's so sad.
Kristina and Adam have collapsed into bed, exhausted from getting Max to sleep. "The eagle has landed," Adam says, climbing in next to his wife. Also, he adds, laughing: "I found Sydney's ball underneath his pillow." Kristina is amazed that Sydney would give the ball to Max, but um, no -- he actually stole it. She flips, reaching for the phone, saying they need to call Julia and apologize and tell her where the ball is. "What, and give it back?" Adam says, smirking. "Screw that." He says, look, if Sydney's such a little genius, she can make a thousand balls using cold fusion. Heeee. Kristina, smiling but trying to be reasonable, says they need to explain to Max that stealing is not okay. Eventually, though, they can't help but laugh. Call it a little karmic balancing. Their laughing wakes Max up, and he comes and climbs in bed with his parents with his water beetle book. "You know how much we love you, buddy?" Adam asks. Max: "As much as I love beetles."