We begin this week with the ever domestic Porsha preparing a “just add water” frozen meal kit so she and gal pal, Phaedra, can catch up on all the latest dirt. Phaedra is all about the Cynthia bashing, stating she was throwing hand signals and she’s all “about ‘dat life”. She can’t understand Cynthia’s hostility, after all, even Phaedra’s mother supports Cynthia by “purchasing clothing from the plus size catalog that Cynthia models for.” BURN CYNTHIA…YOUR EXPLODING ASS AND ALL! Okay Phaedra, as if you should talk, you have far surpassed muffin-top region and entered into busted can o’ biscuits territory. Phaedra goes on to claim she has dirt on Cynthia and Peter, but “no one is going to put out a story about fibroids and dry vaginas.” The two say grace over their plate of Hamburger Helper and pray that it be calorie free.
Kandi suggests she and Todd begin their homework assignments given by Dr. Sherri and they start with the pro and con list. Todd rolls his eyes and says “that was whack!” Kandi lists a con for Todd, he’s mad all the time and won’t let it go. While Todd’s con for Kandi is that she won’t deal with a damn thing, which explains why he’s pissed off all the time. When asked to list a pro – Todd is completely stumped and then weakly busts out with “very family oriented”. In the same breath, he mutters that he “has to get to a meeting”. Kandi seems to be familiar with her own cons, “won’t deal with her mom”. Somewhere in the ATL, Mama Joyce and her sisters are throttling up their “told you so” wrecking ball.
Across town, Nene shows up at Phaedra’s looking like the bride of Frankenstein was caught in a catfight. Maybe she got a jolt when she was trying to wrestle Gregg back inside the electric fence. The ladies discuss the hilarity of waving pocketbooks over Brazilian meats, but Phaedra has no remorse, she was “on the run” after Apollo went HAM (Hot Ass Mess) in her garage. How dare Cynthia have the audacity to talk such foolishness! Phaedra is no longer “on the run”, but she has a severe case of the sads. She has to turn to Nene for support now that her “ride or die” BFFL Kandi has been MIA. Of course Nene uses the opportunity to showcase what a great friend she is, but Phaedra doesn’t realize that Nene is in the “NFL” (No Friends Left). If Nene were such a great friend, she would give Phaedra some guidance on her earring choices.
In more Kandi-land dysfunction, Kandi drops by Phaedra’s lawyering playhouse to find out what the beef is between them. Kandi can’t speak to her ol’ pal without her voice rattling. They chat a bit and Phaedra explains that Kandi was not there during her time of need when Apollo went all HAM before he went Ass-under. Kandi explains that she was dealing with the trauma of the death of her dream, “A Mother’s Love”, and she had the chore of laying off masses of third-rate actors. She had to stash what little millions she had left under her mattress and find a way to move on. Phaedra pretends to be sympathetic, but there Kandi goes again, putting her career and money before those who are closest to her. They eventually get back to the script and agree to move forward. When asked if she will participate in going to the group therapy with Dr. Jeff, Phaedra replies that she doesn’t need to be around “these dark hearts”.
Meanwhile, Claw-dia is contemplating suicide as she discusses attempting stand-up comedy with her co-worker Gary. Claw-dia can be mildly amusing at best, but she does not have the constitutional fortitude to make it as a stand-up comedian. She feels stifled on the radio show, however Gary explains that Ricky Smiley is the star and she should abort any ambitions of being the comedic relief. Stay in your lane home girl, Ricky got ‘dis! In this segment, we see Claw-dia with a new look for her one-on-one with the camera, and she has a black dress and wig and finally looks descent. If she can look that nice, why does she walk around looking like a skank who fell ass backwards in the clearance bin at Forever 21?
Later, Claw-dia meets with her pal, Luenell, who comes in the bar lookin’ like a low-rent Miss Cleo. She hoists herself up on the bar stool and she has to “manspread” so that her gut has a place to hang. Luenell pulls no punches, she doesn’t like the Rickey Smiley show, Claw-dia should jump off a cliff before attempting stand-up, and Lu needs her drink so badly that she can’t take a moment to take the wrapper off her drinking straw.
We later see Claw-dia do a practice performance at the “Uptown Comedy Corner” and by the looks of their sign, it appears the place is located in a third rate strip mall that has massive potholes in the parking lot.
It’s time for the group therapy session with Dr. Jeff and the last 15 minutes of the show. Dr. Jeff forewarns Nene that she will be “held to the same standards as the other ladies”, translation = I will put your ass on full-blown elephant hose blast.
Claw-dia is wearing her “fix it Jesus” earrings to protect her and Kandi copes by hitting the buffet. Nene starts the group off with her chief complaint, which is that “we hear all this stuff about being a grown ass woman, but the woman-ness has not been displayed.” The whole thing goes completely off the rails before Kandi can even get to the dessert table. Kenya reflects back on the drunken laughing between she and Nene at the tavern when they agreed to be friends, then during their next encounter, Nene looked at her as if she had the deadly Ebola virus. Nene is sitting by Dr. Jeff as if she is a facilitator and not part of the issue. Her plan is to keep the candy bowls full while Dr. Jeff works is magic and tells everyone else how wrong they are.
Dr. Jeff drills it down and tells Nene that it isn’t that tough to admit that you were working toward a friendship, and you actually had… like… feelings. Nene goes on defense toward Dr. Jeff, “you don’t know me like ‘dat!” Now we have reached DEFCON 3 –Jerry Springer level.
Claw-dia confronts Nene for giving her the cold shoulder and calls it a bi-polar experience, which sends Nene over the edge. Dr. Jeff’s solution to control this seething cauldron o’ crazy… “let’s not mix apples and oranges”. Well, isn’t that what we are doing here, Dr. Jeff, Master of the Obvious? None of these ladies should be, or would be, friends outside of this show. Friends don’t let friends tear out each other’s weaves. It’s time they all admit defeat and forgo the Bravo paychecks. Dr. Jeff asks the group to be “very careful with our words”, or they will all be in a time out in the corner. Cynthia apologizes for her part in things that have caused a rift with Nene and she goes back to the dreaded charity event where Nene called Peter a bitch. Kandi joins in by airing her grievances, stating that Nene throws friends away as if they are worn-out, soiled wigs. Nene goes complete DEFCON 4 – Maury Povich level, and feels attacked. She calls Cynthia a mean girl and sarcastically asks “did you find your voice yet?”
Dr. Jeff tries to summarize by saying that there were some very strong friendships that have fallen out and Nene pulls the ripcord on her paratrooper jumpsuit. Attack Nene Day has officially come to an end, brace for impact! Dr. Jeff gets on his Dora the Explorer walkie-talkie and radios his Psychological SEAL team “secure the perimeter, we’ve got a runner!” He follows her out to the freight elevator and we are left with “To be continued…”
Next week, Nene threatens Dr. Jeff’s license and Phaedra files for divorce now that Apollo is ass-under.