We Spin Around the Night Consumed by the Fire

Kids, it happens to be our anniversary today,

so it might be a nice idea if you wished your mother

a happy anniversary.

Okay, um...

What would you like us to say?

Well, you could start by saying,

"Happy anniversary."

Mmm, okay, but why are we wishing her

a happy anniversary?

Isn't that something that you two

are supposed to say to each other?

Yeah, it's called being courteous, honey.

You know, the Bloomfield kids used to throw their parents

an anniversary party every year.

Mhmm... um, if we're truth telling,

the Bloomfields were always a little too friendly

with one another.

I just don't understand what kind of family

skinny dips together.

John, are you ready?

Yes, sweetheart.

Happy anniversary!

Congratulations on your ongoing love for one another.

You did it!

Okay kids, that's enough.

You sound like the incestuous Bloomfields.

Have a blessed day.

Ahem! Hello there, Roses.

- Hello there, you! - Yes...

May we join you?

- Oh, we just ordered to go. - Yeah, we're not staying,

we've got a million things to do.

Oh, well then, I guess you don't want

your present then, huh?

You wanna guess what your present is?

- No, I do not. - Dinner!

We're gifting you a dinner!

At the most exclusive eatery in Elmdale.

- Oh. - It's very hard to get a table.

But uh, I pulled a few strings.

That sounds too good to... what's the catch?

No, there's-there's no catch,

just every new council member gets a dinner, so.

Oh, how very civilized.

It is... thank you, Roland. We accept.

Terrific, so we'll pick you up around seven.

- We? - Yeah, we have a coupon.

Four entrees for the price of three,

it expires soon, though.

It should be really fun, you guys.

Yes, it will be fun...

Well, it would be fun,

if today were not our anniversary.

- Yeah... - Wow, happy anniversary!

Well, thank you, thank you.

You two are obviously gonna want to spend tonight

just the two of you, so...

- Yes, that was the plan. - Jocelyn: Yeah.

Oh, well you know, the coupon expires

in three weeks, so...

Okay, all right, let it go.

You have fun, you guys!

- Okay. - Okay?

- Bye bye, now. - Bye!

Boy, that was a close call.

What are you doing with that?

With what, this yearbook?

Could you put it back, please?!

Why would I put it back,

when Stevie Budd was voted:

"Most likely to get the guy."

With that hair cut?!

I'll have you know I was very popular with the boys.

And girls, it seems.

Wow, well, according to the Internet,

you were "Mister Popular."

I will have you know that that head-shot

got me a two-episode arc on a TV series.

What series?

"Dateline."

I played a boy who got abducted from a grocery store.

- Wow. - Yeah.

And the performance was so riveting,

people thought I actually was the "Value-mart victim."

Hmm, bet that got you laid.

It did. It really did.

You know, I am surprised that you haven't asked me

to leave early today.

Are you telepathic or something,

because I have been thinking about asking you that question

every day this week.

I was just kidding.

Oh... no yeah, me too.

No, just with the big soiree at Mutt's tonight,

I figured that you would need ample time to get ready.

Mutt's having a soiree?

Well, I'm sure you're invited.

Yeah, no. Yeah, no, why wouldn't I be?

Um, were you invited?

Yeah. Yeah.

I guess it's just-just a bit of a pride issue,

you know, do I attend the party hosted by the guy

that... you left me for?

Yeah, no, I'm sure he wouldn't mind.

Yeah, but I really would have to basically throw

all my self-respect just right out the window.

- (Both laugh) - Aww, that's so sweet.

So um, what time is the party tonight?

- (Small laugh) - Happy anniversary, sweetheart.

Oh darling, what a sweet gesture,

and a precursor no doubt,

to something more grand planned.

Something more grand?

Ah, knowing your penchant for surprises,

I'm guessing you have something else up your sleeve.

- Yes, I do. - Uh oh!

I do, I...

Was going to tell you later,

but I booked a restaurant in Elmdale,

it's supposed to be very fancy!

The one that Roland and Jocelyn just told us about?

Yes! Yes, but...

Who knew they were asking us tonight!

- Just the two of us? - Mhmm.

Sort of a "Lady and the Tramp" meets "9 1/2 Weeks"

kind of dinner date?

Could for one second believe that I would not

have planned something... For our anniversary?

Tonight?

The two of us?

Hi, Rose, party of two.

Yeah, we spoke on the phone this afternoon.

You're lucky we had that cancellation.

Yes, well, lucky for someone.

We... had a reservation which I of course made uh,

weeks ago.

You always could swing a good table

at the last minute, John.

Okay, it'll just be a few minutes.

- Thank you. - Okay.

Moira?

- Bev? - Don!

- Moira! - Bev!

Oh my God, the Roses! You're alive!

- Moira: Ohhhh! - Johnny: Oh my gosh!

- Good to see you! - Wow! What? Don?

Don: Oh, I don't believe it! Moira: Come on, Don!

Bev: Muah! Muah!

What are you two doing here?

Well, we were dropping MacKenzie off at college,

and decided we'd take the scenic route home.

You must... they should... you must join us!

Join us for dinner!

- Well-oh, yes! - That would be great!

We are just dying to find out what you've been up to!

We're dying to tell you!

- (All laugh) - Bev: Okay.

All: Ohhh...

Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Oh, I wouldn't either,

but I couldn't find a cocktail shaker,

and someone brought room temperature vodka.

N-no, I mean... Mutt made those ice cubes from well water,

so... they smell a little fishy.

Oh.

Yeah, wouldn't want that melting in my drink,

thank you very much.

- I'm Jake. - David.

It's nice to meet you, handsome.

I-I'll-I'm gonna... So I'll just...

Wow! Look at you.

What's that supposed to mean?

No, I've just never seen you this dressed up before.

I do what I want.

And tonight, I'm wanting to meet someone.

Hmm.

So, I have a certain high school reputation

I need to live up to.

Uh huh, yeah, and good luck with that.

Um, speaking of sexual popularity,

I'm pretty sure that um... that guy at the bar,

is into me.

- Who, Jake? - Yeah. Jake.

Why, was he one of your high school conquests?

Actually, no.

But I have a pretty stellar radar for being able to tell

when guys are into me.

Mhmm... um, and having swam in both ponds,

I can say that I might be able to navigate those waters

a little but better than you.

Uh huh? Well, we'll see.

Hmm.

So-so there we are at Izzy Tennison's country home...

Moira: Oh, tell me she doesn't still have that stuffed bison.

Oh, does she have it?

She's moved it to the front hall!

What?!

Grier wanted to hang her coat on the horns!

And it gets better. Don here...

Oh, wait now, don't throw me under the bus,