Dr. Sweeney asks if Teresa and Joe's style of arguing is more like a cold war or something that erupts. Teresa says that they have a problem communicating, so things are generally fine until they start talking. She thinks she's damned if she does or damned if she doesn't. Dr. Sweeney encourages her not to come in with a chip on her shoulder, and Teresa is like, "I'M JUST SAYING." He tells Teresa that walking away is her best friend. Because she's an emotional nutjob, she needs to keep it cool and remove herself from the situation. Teresa says that sometimes it's good to stand your ground. Well, at least she's receptive to psychologically healthy ideas! Let's all flip a table to that! Dr. Sweeney tells her that she needs to walk out of the room when the situation gets emotional, and not in a big, stompy, dramatic way. This completely delegitimizes any of his expertise in Teresa's eyes, and Andy Cohen's.
And then we get a delightful little Sunday dinner interlude, in which Rosie talks about the horror of having all of Kathy's hand me downs as a kid, particularly when she was a little taller and chunkier than Kathy ever was. We get an amazing shot of Rosie in her hand-me-down holy communion minidress, with rainbow colored sandals due to the fact that Kathy's hand-me-down shoes didn't fit her. She literally didn't fit in... anything. Poor Rosie! But it HAS gotten better for Rosie, as she's heading to the gay bar with Kathy! They're at a place called the Cubby Hole, which is our first sign that shenanigans are in store. The second sign is that Kathy's friend Heather, who you might remember from the hot tub lap dance, has come along for the ride. Heather has totally taken a dip in the lady pond, which Kathy thinks is weird. Still, she wants Rosie to get laid. She offers to go scope out some chicks on Rosie's behalf, but Rosie is emphatic on the point that she's the chasee, not the chaser. Kathy says that if she's doing the chasing, it doesn't count. In truth, Rosie is doing just fine by herself, and has no trouble getting handsy with some ladies. And then, as should be no surprise to you, everyone is suddenly wasted. A poor blonde girl named Brianna gets caught in the middle of it all! Run, Brianna!