Saul and Scotty are...well, they are gayin' out. They are listening to Olivia Newton-John for god's sake and squeeing over the impending baby and swooning over the smell of Ojai tomatoes. Also, Saul is wearing a muumuu although he insists it is a nightshirt. Obviously they wake Kevin who comes out grumbling with a pink satin sleeping mask pushed up on his forehead cursing Olivia Newton-John and the lack of peace and quiet. Kevin's phone rings because Kitty needs to vent about her mother inviting herself along for the campaign trip. And, oh look! She's brought Sarah, too. Kevin snorts that Sarah isn't exactly cheerleaderish right now and Kitty agrees that it looks like someone killed her cat. Sarah marches on the bus and demands the remote control. What, she didn't bring her own? Nora perkily tells Kitty that Sarah wasn't doing anything and was happy to volunteer for Kitty's campaign. Obviously Nora is off her meds.
Back in Ojai, Saul is working away on his computer ...on Facebook as is the wont of the newly-retired gentleman. He is excited to get a friend request from an old flame, but he is slightly less excited when Scotty notes that the man has been living with HIV for the past 22 years and is a big activist. Saul looks troubled, because, well, that's troubling news. Scotty and Kevin kind of gloss over it, though, and breezily explain that they get tested every year like spring cleaning. Saul laughs that he's never been tested because he's a hundred years old and hasn't had sex since the Hindenberg exploded (ew...exploded) in 1937. By the way, this is how they had sex in the olden times.