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Over at Casa Suarez, Betty comes in the door with Matt who has loads of time on his hands if he's seeing her all the way back to Queens without a car. Hope she puts out for him to make it worthwhile, although I'd rather have Papi's Spanish omelet than Betty if I were a guy. Matt says considering he left his wallet at work and made her pay for dinner, seeing her all the way home was the least he could do. So she had to pay your subway fare too? Also, this is getting mildly suspicious. I could see leaving your wallet somewhere once, but twice, and both when you were out with someone? Time for Dumpsville, Population: Matt .

Jealous of the spoon, Matt?

Hilda shows up eating ice cream (and kudos to keep her real-life baby bump under wraps) and says, "Don't mind me, you must be Betty's new friend Matt?" and then she licks the ice cream spoon. She really needs friends of her own. "I'm her sister," she says. Matt says, "Betty, you didn't tell me you had a sister." And Hilda goes all ape-shit until she realizes he's joking. Actually, that was pretty funny. Now shoo, Hilda! Matt kisses Betty, thanks her for dinner, and takes off because Hilda is a great form of birth control.

Hilda wonders why he was thanking her for dinner and Betty has to explain that he often forgets his wallet. Hilda has to give her the same speech I just gave and Betty says he's just absent-minded. She tells Hilda about the jelly beans he sent her at work and Hilda says the same thing I was sort of thinking, "What kind of cheap present is that?" We're being set up, aren't we?

Justin flies into the room with "something he found with the mail." A death threat against Betty's wardrobe? No, an eviction notice from the landlord giving them until the end of the month to vacate the house. What the hell!?! Did they get behind on the rent with Papi's medical bills? Doesn't Betty still have the $100,000 in her account or was she stupid enough to give it back?

Did Hilda really have to read to the end to know what this was about?

The landlord comes over and says he hates doing this to them. Maybe he's being foreclosed on? Papi says they've lived there 25 years which makes me ask why the landlord didn't stop by to tell them this since they probably had a pretty good relationship. By the way, the landlord looks like a Hispanic Mr. Rogers.

It's a terrible day in the neighborhood!

Turns out their landlord IS having money problems and has to sell their house to his "idiot nephew" who is going to turn it into a recording studio. That should go over well with the neighbors. Mr. Mexi-Rogers says if they can match his nephew's offer, they can buy the house instead. Betty jumps all over that because with only her working (don't act like Hilda is) and supporting a family of four on top of Papi's medical bills, getting a mortgage should be lickety-split easy. If it were 2006!

The next day, Daniel and Willie are taking (gasp!) public transportation to get to their federal bailout meeting. Seriously? I'm sure no one would have said anything if you had shared a cab! Instead, they try to pay for their bus fare with an Amex gold card then a $50 and I for sure am canceling my subscription to Mode for Organic and Clutter-Free Living.

Look, this card is going in the meter or in your ass...your decision.

Back at Casa Suarez (because Betty's is CLEARLY taking a day off during crisis time), Betty gets off the phone (which I just tried to spell with an "f") and says that they do qualify for an F.H.A. loan which means they only have to put down 5% by the end of the month. Or, they could just squat until they are forcibly evicted, which would give them more time to come up with the money. Or they could file a lawsuit against the landlord saying they are being discriminated against because of Papi's medical condition or something.

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Last Comment: dear crabby on Mar 23, 2009 09:19 AM.