[They laugh again.]
MISS VIOLET: I said, remove your hat.
[Delia stays motionless as the other kids watch her.]
MISS VIOLET: Delia.
[Delia says nothing.]
MISS VIOLET: Deeliaaaa.
[Cut to a restaurant at night.]
NARRATOR: Welcome to Gino Chang's. Everwood's Friday night culinary hotspot.
[Cut to inside the restaurant as the camera follows a middle-aged Asian man.]
NARRATOR: Gino, the restaurant's proprietor and namesake moved to town from Naples a few years back. At the time, Everwood was without a Chinese restaurant, or an Italian one. So, Gino opened both.
[Cut to the Brown family sitting at one of the tables. Dr. Brown is reading the menu.]
DR. BROWN: OK, we'll have one order of the minestrone soup, two orders of the chicken parmesan, one sweet and sour pork and a couple of egg rolls to start.
EPHRAM: I'd like to take a moment and point out that this is... hands down the weirdest restaurant we've ever been to. And we're from New York City where we're regularly served by drag queens named Frank.
DELIA: I think it's cool!
DR. BROWN: So. Who's up for going to the fall fest tomorrow?
EPHRAM: [sarcastically] Oh, I'd love to. So long as you promise to take up surgery again and lobotomize me first.
DR. BROWN: Oh, come on, Ephram, it'll be fun. There'll be hayrides and a Ferris wheel.
EPHRAM: In what universe, do hayrides and Ferris wheels translate into fun?
DELIA: Dad, what does it mean when someone takes extreme disciplinary measures?
DR. BROWN: Where'd you hear that expression?
DELIA: On TV.
EPHRAM: [probing] It means someone's in trouble.
[Dr. Brown looks at Delia puzzled.]
[Cut to Gino welcoming some new guests, Dr. Abbott and Amy.]
GINO: Bonasera. Ah senora, Doctor Abbott. Everwood's bigshot top guy. How we doing tonight, huh?
DR ABBOTT: Just fine, Gino. Our regular table, please.
GINO: Ah, I'm sorry, your regular table she no available this evening.
DR. ABBOTT: What do you mean 'she no avai...'?
[Dr. Abbott spots the Brown family sitting at their regular table.]
GINO: Have no worry. I'm gonna give you a bellisimo table right in the court.
DR. ABBOTT: [interrupting] I do not want a bellisimo table, I want my regular table. As a dedicated patron of this establishment, I find it appalling you would just jettison my table without any regard whatsoever!
[Dr. Abbott turns to leave but Gino and an embarrassed Amy coax him back in.]
GINO: [chuckling] You, smarty pants, Doc. I don't know your fancy words, huh? But tonight, dessert, she's on the house. [ushering the Abbotts to another table] Avante, avante, avante senora.
[He mutters something to the Maitre-D and then lets out an exasperated sigh.]
[Cut back to the Browns.]
DR. BROWN: Hey, Ephram. How's it going with the Abbott girl?
EPHRAM: What brought that up?
DR. BROWN: I'm just curious.
EPHRAM: Well, don't be.
DR. BROWN: Well, it must be going pretty well. 'Cause she's walking over here.
[Ephram spins around and notices Amy walking over to them.]
AMY: Hey, Bubba.
