Dion has decided that clothes don't need to be folded. He thinks she should just be laid flat, one on top of the other, in shirt-shaped stacks. Josh and Christian try to walk the idiot through the obvious problems, and somehow end up designing a wardrobe with one mini drawer per t-shirt, like a tiered pizza oven.

Then the conversation drifts to hanging versus folding. Christian has run out of hanger real estate and now promotes and demotes shirts based on how sexy he felt the last time he wore them.

Plus: what do you do with a shirt that comes home from a smoky venue? Josh quarantines it on the floor. Christian gives it another wear because he secretly likes the smell. And Dion watches on in disbelief!