Me make cheese!
Hey man, long as you keep paying me to do your wife in the basement, I’m cool.
Then Mel informs Corte that everyone is for sale with Midge – his house and his wife included. Which actually doesn’t make sense. If she was for sale, he’d sell her to a record label, duh. Either way, he agrees that his kids at least are not for sale. No further comment on Mel’s retail status.
Let’s catch up with the Maznos. Caro and Lauren are visiting a mini mall for coffee. Living the life. This is how it’s done. They happen upon The Chateau – the center of the Franklin Lakes gossip scene, which is now shut down!
Lauren zeroes in on a scheme to have the Manzos flush the same money down the same strip mall toilet twice and is immediately planning a reboot of the Lauren Manzo makeup empire in the abandoned space.
This time, it’s gonna last TWO days!
And so we relive days gone by with Danielle, Dina and Jacquee. “This is great!” yammers Lauren, metnally arranging products for her going-out-of-business sale. What’s the rent, asks Caro? Who cares, says Lauren, it will be worth the price in revenge, presumably to the mean Chateau ladies who thought Lauren was only playing makeup with Mom and Dad’s money.
And then everyone misses the big airplane that flies over their head as Caro cheerfully agrees to once again foot the bill for Lauren to set up shop at not just a corner, but the entire Chateau this time! You have got to be kidding me. I can not wait to see how she spins this one into another Manzo success.
Back to the Bellini tasting with Ter. As she pulls into the vineyard parking lot, Brown Smurf makes sure to criticize her driving and her parking as only a jackass who drove drunk into a tree can. They are welcomed to “Amercia’s oldest winery”. Really? Documentation, please.
They discuss the science of wine-making and Ter looks confused. Then Smurfy jumps in to tell the Bellini fabricators that his wife wants something more low calorie than the peach nectar. Ter does not like some smurf handling her cooking empire, so she cuts him off by talking about her “ingrediences”, which the winery lady is happy to correct her on. Brown Smurf just wants to chug some champagne before they start tasting.
Couple more of these and I’ll – oh, fuck it. There’s not enough liquor in the world to escape the hell I’ve created.
Ter just wants to make sure her drink is the right color. Brown Smurf keeps interjecting his drunken opinion, and telling stories about how he only drinks on Thursday through Thursday. Smurfy keeps babbling until the nice wine people inform them that they’ve arranged for a ride home.
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