MPDP appears in jeans, and a baseball-style t-shirt with a barely visible question mark on it in some kind of translucent sparkly substance. They're in Raleigh, North Carolina. And the entire state of Texas gives a huge sigh of relief. Finally, we get a break from the cowboy/rodeo/rancher clichés that have plagued the last few eps. We see Hildi, Amy Wynn, and Frank walking toward a big statue of a bunch of founding-father types, one of whom is on a horse. Frank helps Hildi get up on the horse. Amy Wynn's already on the back end. MPDP informs us that this is Hildi's hometown. Raleighans are all, "No need to spread it around." We see a shot of Tara and Bobby, the first of today's couples, shooting some golf in their back yard. I'm just going to spare you all the golf-related metaphors in the narration. They want their playroom -- which was previously a garage -- redone. We see a high-ceilinged space crammed with so many toys and playthings it looks like a Toys 'R' Us fire sale. They want more space and less clutter. Jody and Michael want their "lacklustre bedroom" redone; they can't agree on colours. It's a large, totally bland and undecorated room: off-white walls, beige carpets, white woodwork, beige comforter...you get the picture. Sadly, it's as blah as my bedroom, which I have not yet had the time or opportunity to decorate, only mine's larger and the carpet is even uglier: tan shag. (What every Victorian house is wearing.) Ah, they have a ceiling fan. Say buh-bye to that. MPDP tells us Jody and Michael work different shifts, so the bedroom is used constantly.

Jody and Michael are perched on the bed saying that they can't agree on a colour for the room. Michael -- wearing a shirt I bet Frank would like -- wearily says it took them six months to pick out flooring for the family room, and three months to pick the furniture. Hey! I resemble that remark. Jody laughs and says it only took them ten days to get engaged. Jody says there's nothing she likes about the bedroom; they agree that it has no character or personality. It is astonishingly bland. I've been in cheap motels with more pizzazz. Jody wants something that they can both enjoy for the three nights a week they sleep together. Michael says, "Kinda like something Mission-style, kinda like Southwest...." Well, make up your mind. Those are two very different things. She shakes her head, "No. Not Southwest." He then mumbles something about "those types of colour. The muted reds, the greens...." She informs them that those are called "autumnal colours." He just kind of gives her a sideways glance and keeps rambling on about Southwest style. She keeps laughing dismissively and says that she doesn't want "chili peppers and a serape" in there. Well, that sounds more like Southwestern kitsch than true Southwestern style, but on this show, you'd be lucky to get something more like the latter than the former. Michael says he would hate to see orange or yellow in there. Don't worry, Laurie's not on this show. I guess he wouldn't have cared for the "HoJo Whorehouse" look Hildi inflicted on her last unwitting victims. Jody thinks that they need some kind of "common" colour they can both agree on. Michael thinks so, too.