Swaddled in her coverlet, Tami waddles down the hall to get her phone call. David kind of follows her.

In an interview, Jon says he can't really remember everything, but he knows "it started out as a joke."

In the hallway, David has caught up with Tami, who is now, somehow, lying on the floor, still wrapped in her blanket. Maybe she tripped. David attempts, again, to pull the blanket off Tami, and ends up somehow dragging her back down the hall towards the girls' room. She's squealing and laughing and holding on to the blanket. Beth comes running out of the girls' room to rescue Tami, and somehow manages both to trip over Tami, and simultaneously push the blanket almost totally off Tami's body. How helpful, Beth. Not. David starts dragging Tami and the blanket -- and, now, Beth, on top of Tami -- toward the other bedroom. Tami and Beth are both screaming. Not "oh, God, help me!" screaming, but very girly, squeal-y screaming. They do not sound scared. They sound like two girls in the midst of a pillow fight.

David finally succeeds in pulling the blanket off Tami completely, as Beth basically already did all the work for him. Tami, in a matching bra and panties set, lies on her back in the middle of the hallway and laughs and laughs. I know that, later, she felt embarrassed, but dude, at least she wasn't in her granny panties.