Ted's house. The boys, whole in number once again, enter carting bags of groceries. Ted looks around and moves his lamp back to slightly off-center. Probably has something to do with how far his hand has to reach in order to turn it on and off comfortably, I mean, that's how the lamps are set up in my place. Ted complains about having to stay in the hospital an extra three days. Emmett replies, "They wanted to make sure you were still alive." Brian adds, "On your best days, it's hard to tell." Snark. Mike tells him that they moved his dildoes and his porn. Ted: "Well, I expect all thirty-three back. Cleaned." Word. Brian and Emmett snicker knowingly. Yeah, uh, eww. Ted says he' not hungry and wanders back into his bedroom. Mike: "We bought you a whole fucking chicken!" Brian: "And you're going to eat it!" I could get used to this new Brian. He's smiled like two times in this scene alone. Can't possibly last. I'll be calling him an asshole by the end of the first week of the New Year, guaranteed.
Mike follows Ted back into the bedroom. Ted says it says it all looks weird: "Your life. Especially after a near-death experience." Mike says it's like the Oscars, "Immediately preceded by" -- they join on the last part -- "the Barbara Walters Special." They laugh. Ted, leaning on the Armoire of Hidden Love, tells Mike that he's glad that he's there. Mikey's flustered, and can't stop looking at the armoire. Ted's like, what heck is wrong with you? Babbling runs in the Novotny family. BEHOLD: "Well, um, uh, I'm glad you're here, too. And if you ever want to talk about this, or other stuff...you know, if there's something that you can't talk about. I don't know. Maybe if you talk about it, it might help it. But you know, you might not get what you want." Ted's like, what hell are you talking about? Yeah, I was there when it happened, and I'm not even sure. Brian pops his head in: "Are you going to come eat the chicken?" Doesn't look like it. Oh, you mean the dead chicken. Mike, recover quickly! Stalking off into the living room, he says, "I'm going to go arrange the daisies." Or not.