We’re having a BBQ with the Pauls. The fam’s all there, minus PJ, who works in LA. Oh, and David, who ain’t blood, but was treated like family, until he was summarily dismissed after the Pauls discovered he had relations with Lisa. Mark my words, he’ll be back. We haven’t seen the last of David.

Patrick is on the grill telling his dad how well he’s doing at work. Dad is so proud. Would he be if he knew Patrick was back on drugs?  

MJ’s cutie patootie stylist has come thru! He shows up on her birthday with the "summer bag", a  red Birkin, that MJ’s been feigning for. MJ is gaga for it, but not for the price.

“How much is it?” she asks, knowing the answer (If I knew, she knew). She very reluctantly hands over her American Express to her shame-y stylist for a 30k swipe. “It’s an investment,” she rationalizes. Um… luxury goods depreciate the second you buy them, like cars.

“You know what they say about the skinny brothers. They be packing”

Ma’am!

Ahhhh! There goes my boo thing Tanika Ray. Love her. Hey boo, hey! The curls are popping! And Kelly is popping up everywhere, ain’t she?. Hey, Kelly, girl!

Sorry. I felt like I was at the table and got distracted!

I've lost track of how time moves on this show. But it's well beyond MJ's physical scars healing and her boss, Greg, still isn't letting her back on the show. He says Marisol is better at handing immigration issues. MJ argues that she can cover it better, and "in espanol".

MJ hits back: "it's my show and it's my audience."