"Why Matt?" Brother Matt asks, forgetting the delineation of "Matt' and "hew," and stopping just before the cameras catch him giving voice to the heavily implied, "Why not ME?" Meredith responds sincerely, furrowing her brow (see? They're perfect!), telling the room that Matthew "is the kindest, most respectful" guy she's ever met, and that he treats her "like gold." When you care enough to do something really special for the woman you love? Pan for her in 19th Century California. You'll be glad you did.
Meredith and Brother Matt share a moment in the kitchen, where he enters and she whispers, "Do you like him?" Matt doesn't get the whole "indoor voice" aspect of private conversation, because he's either gomer-y enough not to realize when something isn't for publication or savvy enough to realize this is all going to air on television anyway, so he shouts back, "Rainbows are visions/ They're only illusions/ And rainbows have nothing to hide." And where'd that banjo come from? Fine. I'm saying he talks like Kermit the Frog. Matt admits that Matthew has got "a great personality," adding that "the only beef" he's had with Meredith's boyfriends in the past is that they haven't treated her right. Ew. Don't say "beef." Back at the post-dinner lovefest, Matthew thanks Meredith's family for having such a great Meredith in it, and confessionalizes, "You what I picture with Meredith? I picture going to the grocery store! And going to the movies. And riding my truck! And letting this very special thing that we have grow." And sittin' on a porch swing. And drinking a cold glass of something with bitters. And shucking. Definitely shucking. And losing to Ian.