Janet comes bustling in, saying excitedly, "Your tin, plus some liners for your next batch. I wrote down a few of my favorite recipes. And if I could offer a tip? Applesauce. Makes them unspeakably moist." Trina, for whom the words "unspeakably moist" probably have a decidedly not-culinary context, is touched nonetheless. So am I. Yay! The girls have made up! This episode can end now.

But no, there's more -- Janet compliments Susan on her outfit, and within a few conversational twists and turns, Janet has somehow managed to invite herself along to the club, and Trina's promised to pick something for Janet to wear. As she steers Janet to her wardrobe, Trina warns her, "There's a few things you need to know about the Pendulum Club ..." Susan takes Janet's other arm as Janet asks faintly, "Pendulum Club?"

It's now time for the ladies' big reveal as they walk into the club. They're still arm in arm in arm, Janet's looking smokin' hot in one of Trina's red disco dresses and her hair down. The club décor is enough to give any self-respecting archaeology student a breakdown, as it freely mixes and matches Grecian, Roman and Egyptian kitsch from across several centuries. Janet looks like she's not doing too well either, but she dryly comments, "This will be one for the scrapbook."

Within moments, the ladies have spotted their husbands andscream?" and Janet replies through a tight smile, "I could scream." Sylvia burbles that Harry Reems just loved Janet, which, OF COURSE would be the case. We cut to the guys and see that a predatory-looking woman in a raspberry-colored wrap dress is giving Roger the eye. Tom then explains to both Roger and us that the smoking-hot single woman headed his way is what's known as a "unicorn." He explains, "She comes out of nowhere looking to play and trots off just as fast." At this point, the writers seem to be in a competition to see who can make Grant Show coo the cheesiest lines.

Everyone splits up to find their respective spouses, and Tom moans to Trina, "I feel like a kid in a candy store ... in handcuffs." "And not the fun, fuzzy kind," she agrees. We cut to the Thompsons; The Unicorn generously offers to show them around. Janet gamely goes along; Roger looks like he was wishing she would have said no.