Hildi staples the twig fabric onto the chair seats. She blathers that the room's going to be elegant and mellow and unconventional. "Mellow"? Maybe I heard her wrong and she said "yellow." Scott complains that he thought it was supposed to be a darkroom. Hildi: "No." Frink thinks Scott's liable to get his fingers stapled if he keeps it up.

Laurie pencil-sketches a shape on the wall, asking, "Do y'all know what a zeenya is? A spring zeenya?" Frink contorts his eyebrows in my general direction and I say, "I think she must mean zinnias." I've never heard it pronounced any other way than "zinn-e-yas." But boy, this show is about to make up for lost time. Laurie says they are doing wonderful spring zeenyas all over her walls. It's apple, zeenya, apple, zeenya, all around the room.

Amy Wynn drills the holes for the bulbs. Hildi test-fits a bulb in. She's going to use those round clear bulbs -- you know, the "Hollywood dressing room" bulbs. I hate those bulbs. I just find them so cheesy and dated. Amy Wynn thinks it's going to look great.

The zeenyas are going to be a buttery yellow and a bubblegum pink.

Hildi's found a drop-leaf table with an elongated octagonal shape off of which she wants to cut the corners in the hope of making it elliptical. She says it will be painted the same colour as the chairs, but won't even tell Amy Wynn what the colour is. With all this buildup, it had better be frightening. Well, it's Hildi. What are the odds that it won't be?

On the bumper back in from the commercial, Amy Wynn slides her jacket off her shoulders in a faux-burlesque move. It's just...kind of incongruous. Laurie wants every flower petal outlined in white. Ellen observes that that's going to take a long time. Nothing gets by these homeowners. Laurie says "zeenyas" about five hundred more times than necessary. Ellen asks how many of the flowers they're doing. Zeenya: Warrior Princess doesn't know. It depends on her mood. Ellen thinks one is good. Man, she really is a babe in the woods.

Hildi finds Debbie outside spraying the chairs with primer. She's just sort of aiming the can and spraying in place for way too long, like when you're trying to get your Mohawk to stay up and you just lean on the Aqua Net. Not that I'd know anything about that, nosirree. Hildi's got three other chairs in additional to the existing ugly ones. They don't really relate to each other in any way apart from possessing the essential quality of being chairs. Hildi says now they'll be able to seat nine.