#strangespot

And off Scot goes, to marry his Tank!

Everyone's assembled - let's party!

Scot loves how well Tank gets on with his parents.

I love how Homer and Beulah are the couple that visits just to makeout.

Scot: What do you think about both of us changing our names?

Tank: What, like double-barrelling? Grunt-Land... Land-Grunt... I dunno.

Scot: Or both changing to a different name... I wondered how you felt about us having your mum's maiden name...?

Tank: Do you even know what my mum's maiden name was?

Scot: Well, no, but-

Tank: Vandermorgan.

Scot: ... I like it.

Tank: You don't have to lie about it, it's fine.

Scot: No, I actually do! We both have really short first names; they don't work great with short surnames, but... it's lots of sylables. I actually do like it. And the General would be a massive jerk if he made a big fuss about it.

Tank: Probably won't stop him.

Scot: Well, no, but... No one would back him up over it. Do you like it?

Tank: Tank Vandermorgan... Scot Vandermorgan... it actually has a ring to it, you know. And... and I think my mum would've liked it. Okay. Let's do it!

And then Tank tracked Scot all around the house to corner him and makeout. He's definitely taking inspiration from Scot's parents!

Scot: Not long now until our wedding day, the future Mr Vandermorgan.

Time to party!

Vidcund: Fancy getting out of here for a few hours?

Mary: Yes... how?

Vidcund: I've booked a sitter-

Mary: Can we afford-?

Vidcund: Yes. He'll be here in five minutes.

Mary: I've missed this... I've missed you...

Vidcund: Me too. A stay-home-date's just not quite the same, is it?

Mary: Not with four kids under our feet, no!

Vidcund: You okay? You've seemed... down... lately.

Mary: I'm okay. Just tired of not having much money and having to scrimp and save for everything.

Mary: I'm not really moaning. I've got you, and four amazing kids... just... sometimes...

Vidcund: It's okay. You're allowed to be happy and still wish for more. I'll scout around for opportunities at work. And if the kids like this sitter, we should book a weekly date night where we can get out of the house, just the two of us.

Mary: I like the sound of that...

I got Luke a keyboard, since he keeps wanting creativity points.

April: Do you think people will visit other planets in our lifetimes? I mean, apart from alien abductions - but who knows if they even make it to the planet, or just stay on the spaceship.

April: Hi, Scot!

Free pizza!

Free books!

Virginia: Hey...

Woody: So, about that date...

Virginia: So, um... we have these rules... but what happens if someone breaks the rules?

Woody: What do you mean?

Virginia: Well, usually, if there are rules, there are consequence when you break them.

Woody: Like, what, you want us to start... punishing each other?

Virginia: No... not punishing. Just... it has to mean something.

Woody: You need something like this to stop you wanting to hurt me?

Virginia: No, it's not like that... We're not the kind of people who never cross a line, Woody. We're messy. It's not about punishing each other. It's about how we repair things when we mess up. I don't want to hurt you... but I know I probably will sometimes. And I want us to have a way back from that, because losing you... it doesn't bear thinking about.

Woody: Okay... how about, if one of us messes up, we don't just say "it won't happen again", we fix it?

Virginia: Fix it how?

Woody: By doing something to show them they're still your priority. Something intentional, some quality time.

Virginia: That could work... And... and I think if one of us crosses the line, we should pull back.

Woody: Pull back?

Virginia: No seeing other people for a bit. Like... a reset. A reminder that we come first.

I thought when they decided to cuddle under the stars they'd actually be under the stars, not on the covered DJ deck, but never mind...

Woody: Let's go home... I've heard positive things about make-up woohoo...

And we'll see if this will fix things, or just mean they have something different to fight about next time.

Ophelia's home! (And she's brought the General with her!!)

Tank: Want to get something to eat? I think I heard Ophelia come home - we could go downstairs and heat up the leftover spaghetti.

Scot: Sounds like a plan!

Tank: Oh. ... Hi, sir.

Buzz: Son... not dressed in the middle of the day?

Tank: Scot'll be down in a minute. Please... please be civil.

Buzz: Ah, that explains the state of undress. You surprise me, boy. I'd've thought you'd be using a free day to get some serious training in, not burning energy on things that don't build you.

Tank: Not everything that builds a man looks like a workout, sir.

Buzz: ...

Tank: Oh, hey, .. babe.

Scot: ... Alright, soldier? ... Afternoon, General.

Buzz: Unbelievable...

Scot: ... did I miss something?

Tank: He's unimpressed with how we spent our afternoon. I don't care.

Scot: ... and was that "babe" for my benefit, or his?

Tank: Bit of both.

Scot: Well, I'm going to enjoy it, either way.

Tank: You'd better.

Rich: Since when are you taller than me?

Candy: Since a special someone bought me these awesome new heels, babe.

Rich: Oh... and how might you look to thank this special someone...?

I'm not sure what Loki and Jenny's problem is.

Quite the audience!

The car is a little more private.

Better get home, Johnny!