Bendy Estates, Michigan Division. And I can't for the life of me remember when she moved there from Indiana, but whatever. Dean rings the doorbell, and Bendy Lisa answers with a broad smile on her face that dies a quick and grisly death the instant she sees who's actually lounging around on her front porch. "What are you doing here?" she scowls. Hee. "We've been Parent Trapped," Dean realizes with a groan, going on to describe Ben's series of increasingly frantic phone calls for Bendy Lisa's benefit. That something dire apparently afflicting Ben's unusually flexible mother? A date. You know, with a man. A doctor, in fact, as we learn after Bendy Lisa reluctantly invites Dean in for a beer, said invitation accompanied by much vigorous rolling of her eyes, and I'm sorry, but I stopped caring about this storyline about halfway through the season premiere, so you'll have to forgive me while I skip through the lengthy and boring conversation that follows in what I'm sure will be a futile attempt to extract something of relevance from all of their utterly unnecessary yammering. "Skip away!" Thanks, Raoul. "No problem! [Slurp!]" Long story short, Bendy Lisa is D-U-N done with him. Does that cover it? "I think it does!' Excellent. Next!
Sweatshop Of The Damned. Johnny The Ratbag paces the otherwise deserted factory floor in the middle of the night, ranting through his cell phone at someone we can't hear and will never meet. And why, exactly, is the ratbag flipping out? Let's listen in for his explanation, shall we? "Because of the Feds!" Ratbag Johnny screeches. "Because Dave and Steve are frigging dead!" Those reasons work for me. How about you, Raoul? "[Slurp!]" I'll take that as a yes. Ratbag Johnny eventually yells that the mysterious stranger on the other end of the line should just call him back, or something, and barely has the wretch angrily snapped shut his cell when three tiny beads of blood spatter down against the phone's screen in his hand. "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Ratbag Johnny reaches up to find a lurid, oozing gash spreading rapidly across his forehead, apparently of its own accord, and he promptly freaks his vermin-infested self straight into the METAL TEETH CHOMP!