Rebecca has on a strapless dress with appliquéd flowers trailing down to a full skirt. Kitty gasps in pleasure, but still wants Rebecca to try on a feathered dress despite Rebecca's firmly-held belief that feathers belong on birds. Kitty is drinking champagne and lectures Rebecca on the need to "get in touch with her inner princess", which I'm pretty sure was the subtitle to The Feminine Mystique. Rebecca duly asks if Kitty is drunk, but Kitty claims she is just happy and high on denial. She pulls out a (pink, tufted, beaded, and feathered) soapbox and tells Rebecca to seize the day (and the tulle and the satin) because you never know what is going to happen. They could all get hit by a bus tomorrow! Rebecca chides her that they are not going to get hit by a bus, but Kitty shakes her head and reminds her stoically that things can change in the blink of an eye. Rebecca cocks her head and asks if she is okay and Kitty nods that everything is fan-fucking-tastic. And did she mention that she loves Rebecca? Rebecca shakes her head and laughs while Kitty drinks some more champagne and demands: Feathers! While I know that Kitty's drinking is supposed to be symbolic of how deep in denial she is, I can't really blame her. I'm allergic to milk and I always say (because I am deeply morbid) that if I get a terminal illness I'm going to eat cheese and ice cream and pudding and cheesecake and cheddar fries and baked brie and fondue and all the other things I've missed out on, because really, what do you have to lose? Might as well take up heroin at that point. I mean, chemo. Take up chemo. And hugs. Do you have a support system? You should get a support system.
At the never-ending wine auction (sometimes the timelines on this show really bother me, like we're supposed to believe that Kitty has had her doctor's appointment, researched with Nora, and gone dress shopping while Saul and Holly just sat in their seats?), Saul and Holly prepare to bid on their grape slurry. Holly is about to score the wine at a great grape rate when Dennis York shoots the bidding up to $6 bucks. Holly couldn't go over $5.25. After losing out on the lot, Holly turns to Saul demanding to know who the hell is Dennis York and why the hell is he submarining her?
Kevin and his BlackBerry are in a café waiting for Travis for some reason. Are they friends now? I thought Kevin was pretending he was nothing like Travis and thus distancing himself as much as possible from The Argyled One? As Travis comes in, Kevin tells him that he already called the State Department and he is totally right and The Senator wins. Travis shrugs off the jab; he's here about Kitty. He tells Kevin he's sorry and asks if they are going to do a press conference. Kevin has no idea what he's talking about, but Travis takes his "Huh?" as dissembling and assures Kevin that they know, but not to worry because the whole campaign has been instructed to be hands off. Kevin still doesn't know what Travis is talking about and Travis rolls his eyes and spells it out for him. They know about Kitty and obviously a candidate's wife having cancer...Kevin's look stops him. Travis slowly realizes that Kevin really doesn't know. As Travis takes a moment to pry his oversized foot out of his mouth, I will take the opportunity to say: There are medical privacy laws, right? So why isn't anyone SUING THE PANTS OFF THE KERN CAMPAIGN. I mean, twice now they have gotten their hands on private medical records. THEY MUST BE STOPPED. Instead of threatening to sue (or maybe he does off camera), Kevin does not pass 'go', but ditches Travis and heads directly to Kitty's house. He bangs on the door and when Kitty lets him in, he pushes past her and is practically jumping up and down in anger that Travis would try and convince him that she was sick. Like, what a low blow, right? Kitty nods and puts on her thinking cap, because she knows Kern's campaign is going to try and spin this so The Senator can't run for governor. Kevin stops jumping and stares at her. He takes a breath and asks her haltingly if it's true. Kitty realizes her error and starts rubbing her head frantically and walking in circles and doesn't say anything to Kevin, but starts muttering about having to figure this out. Poor Kevin is just standing there completely stunned. He starts to tear up and begs her to talk to him. He sits next to her on the couch where she has landed and tries to get out a string of questions like what and where and how. He is too choked up to talk and Kitty is stuck in this weird robot mode and can't seem to actually react to what Kevin is saying. Robo-Kitty decides out of the blue to ask Nora to throw a dinner party so she can tell everyone at once. Kevin sits next to her on the couch with tears in his eyes and just hugs her. Weird Robo-Kitty pats Kevin on the back and says it will be okay.
Despite all the tears, yes, I am sniveling, I for one am really enjoying this season so far. So far there has been very little Ryan, no almost affairs, and Tommy appears to be resolved. It's also great to see the Walkers coming together and supporting each other and no one is really yelling. Yet. I also love having Kitty and The Senator back together. And it's great to see Nora's much-lauded support system at work. The only thing cancer hasn't cured is the Ojai situation. It's like Ken Olin is desperate to find something for his wife to do so she doesn't just sit around the house and watch telenovelas and ogle the pool boy that they just hatched yet another Ojai fraud scheme. Enough already! There has got to be some way for the former family business to be the focus of the show without making the viewers suffer through yet another fraud investigation. I mean how many times can a company be duped? And if they are so bad at business that they don't notice that money is missing or information has gone astray, how are they still in business? And why hasn't the Board ousted anyone or the shareholders staged an uprising? Or, hey maybe the SEC or FBI should investigate. Anyway. Back at Ojai-ai-ai, Holly has been doing a little digging into the background of Dennis York. Turns out he was indicted on felony fraud charges for price-fixing at a food company that she knows William worked at. She knows Saul is hiding something. She demands answers and Saul sighs and tells her the truth about Dennis York. William and Dennis began their illustrious fruit careers, side by side at some fruit purveyor back in the day. They worked well together and were industrious and good at their jobs and eventually they decided to put all their efforts into their own company. But, gosh, where to get the money for such a venture? They opted to embezzle together. Okay, let's pause the story time: I know that William Walker embezzled money from Ojai, but that was almost understandable in that he started the company and probably felt some ownership over the profits and just wanted to use some funds for his land grab to take care of his family. But to find out that William has a long and storied career as an embezzler, dramatically changes the picture of him from misguided business man to career criminal. I'm not sure it works and it feels a bit clumsy. Saul interrupts my rant on ret-cons and continues his story: During their shady transactions, William managed to keep his hands clean, and when there was an investigation, he testified at the trial. Dennis got five years in jail, and, apparently, a chip on his shoulder. Holly throws up her hands in defeat at the long-lasting legacy of William Walker's criminal career. She wants to develop an action plan for the gale force tornado that is Dennis York, but Saul can't do it right now. He has a family tear-fest to get to.
The whole Walker family is gathered in Nora's living room puzzling over what this meeting could be about. Kevin and Saul are doing a really good job not betraying any emotion. They guess that Sarah has run off and joined a Parisian brothel or is farming kasha on a kibbutz or something. Then Nora leads Kitty in with The Senator at her side. Rebecca rudely surmises that they are getting a di