oh, uh, i think polly esther is as good as the next designer. oh, i'm glad you feel that way. [ ding! ] this time i'm gonna keep these in my hand. [ chuckles nervously ] abner! aren't ya ever gonna get up? what for? i want to talk to you. talk. well, how can you listen when you're asleep? same way i listen when i'm awake. [ doorbell rings ] ye-- yes? i don't know. i-i beg your pardon? i seem to -- i don't know. i think i'm lost. oh, well, don't let it bother you. people your age often forget. but i'm only 24. what?! abner! wake up! wake up! abner, there's an old hag at the door, and she says she's only 24! can you imagine a fashion expert not knowing anything about miniskirts or boots or synthetic fabrics? well, she was probably being funny. don't you think? no, phony. i tell you, that woman's a fake. mother, that's ridiculous. i can't understand you, samantha. your husband is in the clutches of who knows what kind of impostor, and you refuse to become alarmed. that's right. because darrin would never do anything to hurt me. then how is it that