Rachel and Pedro are greeted at the gate by Rachel's brother. He hasn't earned a name yet. He doesn't get one until he takes off that vest over the sleeveless t-shirt outfit. Man. He's wearing shorts and combat boots and white socks and a backwards baseball cap with a vest over a sleeveless t-shirt. May we never have to see that again.

Establishing shots of Phoenix. Establishing shots of Rachel's house. Pedro says he noticed two things when he first walked into the house. The house is really clean. Everything has a place and it's all dusted. More importantly, the house is filled with the Jesus. There are pictures, paintings, sculptures, figurines, stuffed animals, dishes -- you name it, and there's a Jesus on it and it's in MamaRachel's house. Yikes. There's a rug with a picture of a llama on it. There's no excuse for that. There are two pink twin beds with giant yellow headboards. Again, no excuse. There are black velvet paintings of something that look like pigs. Pedro is terrified. Rachel is happy to be back with her white plush stuffed tiger. Zoom in on a nativity scene as Pedro says that he's not used to seeing religion everywhere. He says it's nice that Rachel is welcoming him into her environment.

Pedro sits down to dinner, but only PapaRachel is sitting there. PapaRachel makes a joke to the effect that it'll just be the two of them for dinner. This can be taken in that "Nobody in my family wants to eat with you" sort of way, but the reality is that probably all of the women are still preparing the food in the kitchen while the men wait. Cut to MamaRachel slaving in the kitchen. She's even wearing an apron, people. Cut to a close-up of the refrigerator, where a bumper sticker proudly boasts: "Abortion. An American Holocaust." See? I had no idea that abortions only happened in America. They don't teach you those things outside the American churches.