Whee! As a special housewarming gift to the new recapper, Peter Krause appears to have picked up the habit of wearing a t-shirt in his bed scenes! That raises the episode grade half a letter right there. He and Brenda are sleeping, at least until the latter starts up in bed the way nobody ever does in real life. Nate wakes up too, asking what's wrong, and the way the camera is swirling around the bed at a low angle means we're about to head into a dream sequence, or something worse. And it's something worse, as Brenda realizes she's bleeding. She reaches down and when her hand comes out from under the blanket, it's covered. Oooh, that's bad. They both try not to panic. And actually, I sort of do, too, because this is triggering flashbacks to my wife's miscarriage two years ago. Which I'm not going to get all into, but suffice to say that it was just about the worst thing that had ever happened to us. Even if it hadn't been two days before we were going to Hawaii.