Mrs. Bone interrupts the manly swelling of chests and other parts of the body to ask where the hell Yolanda is. Keith produces his laptop, and tells them Yolanda is on a two-way feed. Yolanda greets her parents and says that the good news is she's fine. If Bone and Mrs. Bone think the bad news is that she's sleeping with the skinny white boy behind her, they don't know the half of it. Because Yolanda and the boy are married, and what's more, the boy is Ben Bloom. Yolanda says she's telling them from there because of the bad blood between the parents. Well, even if she'd picked someone else, I doubt his teenaged daughter's marriage would be something about which Bone would want to produce his next platinum record, you know? Bone pleadingly says he didn't order the drive-by, but Yolanda calls him out, saying that he let everyone believe he did to up his cred. "Never mind it just turned me and [Urkel] into gangsta's kids." Bone looks up to see Urkel staring balefully at him. Don't piss him off, Bone. Next thing you know he'll be building a highway right through your living room. Yolanda asks for Bone's blessing, and says if he gives it, they'll come home. Bone struggles for a while, but Yolanda gives up and turns off the feed. Not to make you feel worse here, but Yolanda's going to have another bone in her life in a couple of minutes. Just as well she cut off the signal.

Veronica's bedroom. Yolanda appears on Veronica's laptop. Veronica congratulates Yolanda on the marriage, and apologizes for not being a better friend. Yolanda graciously accepts, and says she would have handled the situation the same way in Veronica's position. The hugs and puppies are interrupted by a knock at the door. Veronica answers it, and her jaw drops. Behind a rather large flock of flying pigs is Logan. She asks what he's doing there. Logan: "I want you to find my mother." We go to closing credits before Veronica can reply, "Do you mind if I find mine first?"

Next time: Veronica and Keith are on opposite sides of a sexual misconduct case. One can only hope it doesn't involve the phrase "Who's your daddy?"