Group Therapy. "So, who would like to start us off?" Head Shrink asks. That baggy-eyed bit of inappropriately attractive scruff from the top of the hour shoots his hand into the air all, "Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!" but Head Shrink studiously ignores him until it's clear no one else has anything to say. "All right, Ted," Head Shrink allows, thereby gifting the scruff with his character name for the remainder of the evening before cautioning, "Calm down." "I am calm," Ted replies, not terribly calm at all, of course, "and I'd like to calmly talk about the monster that's hunting us!" Darling Sammy hoists an eyebrow into the air while tossing A Look Fraught With Significance at Uncle Martin as Head Shrink chides Ted for attempting to introduce what has obviously been a disruptive topic in the past into this morning's discussion. "It's not good for Group," Head Shrink reminds his loopy charge. Ted somewhat reluctantly agrees with the good doctor before hastening to add, "You know what else isn't good for Group? A monster eating all our faces off!" Hee. "I saw it," Ted blurts, shouting over Head Shrink's objections, "when it killed Susan!" Of course, Ted's panicky demeanor proves instantly infectious, and others in the circle begin yammering hysterically about lobster claws and The X-Files and whatnot until Head Shrink screams, "That's ENOUGH!" With the room rendered momentarily silent, Head Shrink once again rips off his reading glasses to show them all that psychotherapy is SRS BSNS while leaning forward to emphasize, "Nutjobs! There is no monster!" Taken aback by the good doctor's suddenly harsh tone, Darling Sammy directs The Super-Special Puppy-Dog Eyes Of Brrrrrrow? in Head Shrink's general direction whilst the unreasonably nasty gentleman in question threatens poor inappropriately attractive Ted with some orderly intervention. Ted quickly backs down, so there's little left for Darling Sammy to do but toss Yet Another Look Fraught With Significance at Uncle Martin until the camera decides it's had enough of this meaningful-glances bullshit and zips back to...