Welcome back to Walkerlandia where the women can hold their liquor and the men are proud of it (except Justin, natch). As you may recall, last week Justin turned 30 and Grandma Ida died. Don't worry if you missed it, they won't mention any of that this week. Sarah is yakkity yakking on the phone with Kitty who is still off somewhere with Seth. She missed her grandmother's funeral and is now poised to miss Luc's first solo opening, so she must be visiting somewhere incredibly difficult to leave like Mongolia or darkest Peru or, you know, in Boston with Seth. Maybe in the weird Walkerlandia wormhole Boston has been turned into an Escape from New York-style prison and Kitty and Seth are, like, swapping BJs and B-list body parts (spare kidneys, appendix, liver bits) for chainsaws in a desperate bid to escape. Seth would probably look pretty good in an eye patch and leather vest; Kitty not so much.
Anyway, while Sarah is chatting, Luc is staring intently at one of his pictures (an abstract nude, no nippage so it's safe for primetime) and talking to himself about whether he should display it and risk having it sell or just keeping it all to himself. He strokes it a few times and I get skeeved and go pay attention to Sarah for a while. She is telling Kitty that she talked to a realtor and it becomes apparent that she is interested in selling her house. Luc moans a little and Sarah hangs up on Kitty to go see what her tortured artiste needs. He doesn't actually need anything, but he was curious as to exactly what the hell Sarah was talking about when she said she'd contacted a realtor. Sarah happily prattles about how great the realtor is and how she deserves her own reality show. Luc doesn't really care about the realtor's star power, he is more interested in this idea that Sarah was going to sell the house without talking to him about it. Sometimes Sarah is so incredibly dense. I mean, we can all see where this story line is going, right? Sarah will sort of la di da the whole thing and sell the house and Luc will have a hissyfit and call their relationship into question and then Sarah will cancel the sale and apologize a whole bunch and we will all be left wondering what exactly it is Luc sees in Sarah. But, let's just let this play out, eh? What else do we have to do with our Sunday evenings?
So Luc tells Sarah that he is not really interested in selling the house. He thinks the market is bad and that they don't need to move. Sarah pays him no mind and says something about business doing well and the impending adolescence of Paige and Cooper and how they will need more space to get away form their annoying parents. Then Sarah remembers something she learned in the mean streets of Wharton: Close the sale with a compliment. So she reminds Luc that he is an up-and-coming artist with a lot of money-making potential. Luc is about to have a few more words about this, but his phone rings. It's the Times and they want to profile him! Sarah pats him on the back and leaves him to his work, knowing she is right. Also, so so wrong.