Outside, as she, Brian, and T&E are leaving, TLFKAM rages, "I am freaking out!" Brian: "Why, because she didn't ask you to be Maid of Honor?" Would someone please pull the Showtime intern off Gale Harold's lines? Thank you. Ted and Emmett say that it's not like they're really getting married, plus it won't be permanent. TLFKAM grumps, "What if he never leaves? What if he becomes a permanent fixture?" Brian: "What if my aunt had balls? She'd be my uncle." What if you stopped taking drugs? Then I wouldn't have to tell you to shut up so often. TLFKAM says that it's all her fault, and that now it's too late to stop it. Yeah, well you better figure out how, missy.
Back inside the house, Mike watches Demon clean up and shakes his head, "Can't we leave that for Magdalena? That is why we pay her." What do you mean "we", pale face? Demon sighs, "Well, you know me; I can't sleep until everything's put away." Mike: "You're so anal." Demon: "Lucky for you." Gack. And speaking of "put away," Mike's toys are gone. Isn't it nice when the brainwashing finally takes? I think we shall call Mike Mini-Demon, because I'm just feeling clever as all hell tonight. Mini-Demon grabs his creator and smooches him. Demon flinches because all the crap in his hand might fall and damage his pristine rugs. He asks what the kiss was for. Mini-Demon replies, "Oh, Camper's blood pressure's a little too low," but it comes out as, "I don't believe I ever thanked you properly for showing me the best time of my life." Demon grins, "Well, I don't believe I ever thanked you either, for letting me show you." Then he snorts, "Can you believe Ted snoring?" Mini-Demon: "I thought he was building a log cabin. Those guys have no idea that there is a world outside of Liberty Avenue." Yeah, too bad they don't each have Sugar Daddies to show them, huh? Whatever. Demon, just so his creation doesn't get too uppity, points out that Mini-D didn't have any idea, either, until last week. Then he comments on how good the cabernet is, only he calls it "the cab," because he's a pretentious fuck. Demon says that they should order a case of it for Senator Baxter's party. Mini-D wonders whether he should have invited Debbie, Brian, etc. to the fundraiser. Demon, slightly panicky, replies that he thought that Mini-D didn't want to. Mini-D, slightly panicky, replies that he thought Dr. Demon didn't want him to. Demon reminds his shorter, dumber doppelganger that he was told that he could invite whomever he wanted, "as long as Brian behaved himself." Mini-D stammers that politics isn't really their "thing." Demon points out that Senator Baxter is very supportive of gay rights, "which should be everybody's thing." Mini-D: "I just don't know if they'd be comfortable around our other friends, and a state Senator." "Our" other friends. Riiight. Demon tells Mini-D that he made the right decision, and kisses him as a reward. All Mini-D's idea, you see. Uh huh. Mini-D looks a little worried anyway. Maybe 'cause he forgot to kiss Demon's feet before he walked out of the room.