The next morning, Hilda plays with bride and groom piñatas. They make me kind of miss the giant Barbie head. Justin comes running down the stairs, shrieking that he's Tony -- Joey Colano woke up this morning totally covered in hives. Hilda expresses sympathy, and Justin says that Joey must have gotten an allergic reaction to the walnuts he ate. Hilda asks why, if he were allergic to walnuts, he'd eat them, and Justin says, "It's not my fault that he wanted to trade sandwiches." Hilda says she didn't put walnuts in his chicken salad, and Justin says that he might have, since Rachel Ray says it adds a little crunch. Ah, the perky face of evil. Justin asks what's with the third degree, and says that Hilda should be happy, because her son is Tony. As someone who's deathly allergic to walnuts, I have to posit here that, as much as I like Justin, karma is going to come at him with a bee sting to the ass and no Epi-pen in sight. To all the kids out there: do NOT mess with food allergies.
Meanwhile, Betty is pacing in the closet, stuffing her face with chocolates and telling Christina about the drama with Henry. She's waiting for Henry's call, and is particularly anxious because Charlie's flight for Tucson leaves tonight. Christina says soothingly, "Betty, just because she's pregnant doesn't mean he's going to get back with the whore." Hee. Betty gets a text message from Henry, asking if they can talk, and then she scurries off. As Christina tries a chocolate, Amanda exits The Secret Love Dungeon. Christina turns around to see Amanda standing in front of the shoe rack, and asks where she came from. Amanda, genius that she is, replies, "Ummm. Nowhere." Christina says that she wasn't there a second ago, and Amanda slurs, "Yes I was. How drunk are you?" And then she totally leans onto the hook that opens TSLD. Nice going!
Both women enter, with Christina expressing disbelief that Fey's Secret Love Dungeon is real, and Amanda lamenting that her secret place has been ruined. Christina spits, "Oh, please, your special place was ruined years ago." Hey, everyone has to go to summer camp sometime, okay? Amanda tells Christina to get out and tries to open the doors, but it turns out they're stuck shut. D'oh! The women pound on the doors and yell for help. The mannequins, free of being stuck with pins for the foreseeable future, laugh mirthlessly.