Harlan and George arrive and Carrie while greeting them notices the Shaun Cassidy portrait has made its way to the hall table. Haha, I love that Dorrit. She LOVES to see Carrie uncomfortable. Carrie is all like- nice try and The Dorrit feigns ignorance.
Over at Walt’s house, it’s very uptight. Apparently, Walt’s family expects him to go to Dartmouth and they want to know where Mags is looking to go? Mags has no clue- probably somewhere close to Walt. Oddly, Mags doesn’t feel at home with these “people.”
Carrie takes George on a tour of the house and they immediately go up to Carrie’s bedroom and begin making out.
The Dorrit is on it though, she starts banging on the door telling Carrie that Mouse needs her in the kitchen PRONTO. The Dorrit tells Carrie not to worry because she will be happy to keep George company.
In the kitchen, Mouse and Carrie need to pull out the innards- the neck and giblets, etc. But it’s a struggle. Carrie puts on a glove… a winter glove to grab the innards, throws them in the garbage, only to learn two seconds later that they need those to make the gravy.
Meanwhile, back with The Dorrit, George tells her that he gets her schtick. The Dorrit is confused. George says “You have a pet fish named Morrissey and wears black all the time to be cool.” George tells her it’s a “phase” or at least that’s what his shrink would call it. The Dorrit thinks it’s pretty cool that George has a shrink, and by the way, it’s a hamster not a fish. Carrie comes in and tells George that he doesn’t have to hang out with The Dorrit, but George thinks The Dorrit is cool. Again, Mouse beckons Carrie back to the kitchen.
Carrie is mad that George is getting along with The Dorrit. She is sucking up to him and will then tell him something embarrassing about her. Earth to Carrie, you are taking care of the embarrassing part all on your own.
This turkey needs Slim Fast
Mouse is like… shut up- the turkey won’t fit in the oven- it’s in there, but the door won’t close. Mouse wonders why Carrie bought a 75lb turkey for 5 people. Carrie didn’t realize they came in different sizes. See what I mean, Carrie doesn’t need The Dorrit’s help to look like a moron.
Carrie, somehow, jams the turkey into the oven- getting the door to close and sets the oven to broil because it will “cook twice as fast.” Sure. Or the whole shebang will catch on fire. Oh good, now that’s solved, Carrie and Mouse need to figure out the rest of this shit show.
In the living room, Harlan tells Carrie’s Dad that he’s grateful he doesn’t have a wife. Nice timing, jackhole. Dad says he still has things to be thankful for- Carrie is cooking dinner, The Dorrit hasn’t blown anything up yet… and he can sit on the couch and watch the game.