Meanwhile, Alexis gets the intel on her impending nasal surgery.

And she is freaking out!

But thankfully she has a calming lunch with Gretchen lined up to discuss her breathing.

Vicki, in her element.

Gretchen needs Slade's assistant making the bed (there's a metaphor in that somewhere, we know it).

Besides just folding, Slade has also arranged a gig for Gretchen -- dancing and singing with The Pussycat Dolls in Las Vegas.

Does this skirt say 1986 to you?

Is it the future (iPhones!?!) or the past ('80s headbands).

Vicki gets serious as she tells Tamra about Briana's current situation.

But Tamra's here to lend a supportive ear, and food if need be.

Gretchen looks like she just fell out of the mall. Perfect!

Meanwhile Alexis is going full Material Girl.

Let's get physical, physical. I want to get physical.

Enter the Robert Palmer back up girl.

Notice the hand motion, which is the international symbol of "no more drama."

And Gretchen tries to oblige, but it's not looking good.

What's behind door Number 1?

The ladies wait in anticipation. . . .

It's the boys! Also in their '80s finer. Rock 'n' roll!

Yup. That's your husband!

Eddie, looking very Mötley Crüe-ish.

Enter Slade with an Achy Breaky mullet.

The tension builds, just like Slade's long curls.

Vicki seems a bit surprised to see her enemy was invited.