"What did I get myself into?" Brock asks himself as Nellie walks away. Reba walks back over to the table and sits down.
"Well, now I feel better. So what happened while I was gone?" Reba asks pushing her chair back into the table.
"I changed my mind; I don't want to marry you anymore." Brock blurts out at the table. Reba laughs.
"Okay, I don't know whether to be hurt or amused. Why may I ask did you change your mind in 5 minutes?" Reba asks.
"Nothing. I just decided that it's been too soon since Terry died and we shouldn't be getting married. I thought that maybe you were marrying me to fill a hole in your heart for him." Brock says.
"Okay Brock, what the HECK happened while I was in the bathroom. You never used to talk like that. Did one of the girls say something to you? Did Nellie threaten you?" Reba asks looking at Brock.
"What are you talking about? She didn't say anything to me." Brock says laughing. Nellie walks over to the table with a sweet smile on her face.
"Nellie, did you say something to Brock that would make him change his mind about marrying me?" Reba asks holding onto her youngest daughter's arm.
"Mom, I haven't been over here since you left. The guy is mental. Seriously." Nellie says lying to her mom.
"Look, if you are lying I am going to find out about it." Reba says with a threatening tone.
"I didn't do anything." Nellie says again.
"Fine… For now." Reba says. She stands up and puts her coat on. She, Teri, and Nellie walk out of the restaurant. Brock sighs because he dodged the bullet.