The shopping continues apace, with a helpful sales imp informing Carisa that Matt's already snatched up the very chairs she's assessing. The end result: Carisa's private chef's table will be furnished with patio furniture. And then she... wait a minute? Are you telling me that the only furniture left in the entirety of the Pacific Design Center is a couple of deck chairs? Either there were restrictions on where and when these folks could shop that we weren't told about -- "You may only patronize stores with the names of Miami Vice characters" -- or the PDC's selection is not as extensive as I imagined. Or it could just be that Carisa sucks at this. "My greatest concern about using patio furniture is that Margaret Russell is going to say, 'Why did you put patio furniture in a chef's dining room that you would spend $8 million to eat at?'" For one, Carisa, that's not an entirely unreasonable question. And for two, Margaret Russell's reproachful glares are really the least of your worries at this point. Speaking of someone who's got troubles, Michael is in another showroom deliberately picking out chairs that don't match. Well, as they said to General Custer on his way to Little Big Horn, that's one way you could go.