And we're back in the firehouse, where the Squiggly Hip Font of Character Introduction clues us in to the fact that Genesis is on the phone with "Genesis' [sic] mom." Beginning the conversation much in the same way I talk to my parents when the producers tell me it's time to pad my sexuality story arc (oh, you say that doesn't actually happen to people who aren't on TV? That must have something to do with the fact that my "world" actually is "real"), Genesis leaps in: "I'm tellin' you now, I'm bisexual." She tells mom that she's been attracted to two men, but both were drag queens. So Mom, who has apparently invented a "Daughter's Deviance" drinking game of some kind, which entails downing another shot of Wild Turkey every time Genesis mentions her sexuality, slurs, "I know what my therapist told me." What? That you shouldn't whine without wine? That "healing" and "Heineken" start with the same letter for a reason? That you should pass the jug of moonshine this way? What, Mrs. Genesis's Mom, did the good and great Dr. Jack Daniels share with you on the knotty matter of your daughter's sexuality? "You're not a true blue lesbian." Genesis responds that she's been hearing that a lot lately. Sigh. Keep that speakeasy open, Mrs. Genesis's Mom. I'm starting to need a pull off that moonshine myself right about now.

And speaking of regional matronly stereotypes, Sean talks on the phone to his own more-Fargo-than-Fargo mom, who "oh, yah, ya know's" him straight on back to Brainerd when he calls to talk to her about the hives. Cue ten billion more gratuitous close-ups of Sean's highly unnecessary nakedness, as Sean's mom counsels him to "eat really light." Wow, is she watching those love handles in real time? Cut to Sean lying in bed, still in those American Flag boxers, still insuring that my lunch is at all times within an inch of my throat, when Syrus enters with his typical "I really care about you. No, wait, that's me I care about" bravado as he tells Sean "If I was you [sic], I'd call somebody." Hey, that sounds like a sound plan, Syrus. How about Genesis's mom? She rarely seems to know just exactly who it is she's talking to anyway. Sean looks sad and lonely. The Cat of Vulnerability lurks around a corner, looking cute and utterly metaphorical.