I'm pretty sure that ABC has a grudge against all awards shows. And I think awards shows should start taking it personally. And yes, it's just the Grammys, but it's still annoying that this show would skip a perfectly empty Sunday and then air a new episode during an awards show. And if they even try this bullshit during the Oscars, they are getting TiVoed faster than Katy Perry and Russell Brand's courtship.
Apparently a month has passed since the last episode, and Sarah still hasn't even gotten to second with Roy's man-boobs. For some reason, her whole family knows all about her inability to seal the deal and really wants to talk about it in detail. Which is pretty much disturbing. In order to end the pain, she has no choice but to sleep with him before she knows his stance on Spinal Tap. Obviously, he doesn't go all the way up to 11. Luckily, she gets a text from Luc claiming he misses her corporate, schedule-loving, goal-oriented ass. Or boobs.
Kitty is officially running for The Senator's soon-to-be vacant senate seat. But, oopsie! She forgot to tell her family. Then, when she does blurt it out, they are not nearly as supportive as she had hoped. Maybe the chemo has erased all memories of her family? Then Nora insists that they all anonymously vote on whether Kitty should go through with the run, because that is a totally normal thing to do. But the big downer is that someone, not saying who (Nora), voted "No." Do campaign contributions cover therapy?
Meanwhile, Scotty's restaurant has hit a slump, so obviously, the only thing to do is bring in non-professional chefs like, say your mother-in-law! That will totally bring in the diners. And why not pair her with a political personality also not known for being able to cook? Yep, Scotty decides to put Nora in his kitchen along with the Mayor of Los Angeles! But when the Mayor bails, The (also not known for his cooking) Senator steps in. The détente between Nora and The Senator goes down in flames over a pot of polenta, a rack of lamb and Bossy McNora and her fears over Kitty running for election. Obviously they make up by the end of the evening, but then Nora steals his beer and runs out the door. Who stands for that shit?
Kevin can't even go because it's his 20th high school reunion, and even though he swears he's not going to go, he totally goes. And Kitty is his date! Because taking your sister as your date is definitely a way to establish your coolness. But when Kevin's drunk ex-partner in crime outs Kevin as the one who helped ruin Kitty's run for class president way back when, Kevin is, like, totally horrified, humiliated and really wishing he had gone to mediate Scotty's kitchen. Kitty, however, has managed to move past her idiotic high school dramas and doesn't seem to give a rat's patoot and instead lectures Mr. Al K. Holic on his need to get to a meeting and make some serious amends. She also promises to have him killed. Which was kind of awesome. But strangely the whole experience doesn't make Kevin feel cooler. So he and Kitty go and sit on the bleachers for a while and he confesses that he was the "no" vote. OH MY GOD. I SO didn't see that coming, except you know, I did. So did you. He wants out of politics. He doesn't want to play anymore. Kitty is actually fine with that and is happy to hire a different campaign manager so Kevin can go back and be a lawyer or something. Scotty, for the love of Cher, you're his husband. Please make him get a goddamn haircut already. Make him get two.
And remember how Dennis York gave Holly 24 hours to decide whether or not to accept his offer for her shares? Well, a month later, she is still trying to make up her mind. This is obviously totally ticking off Dennis and, less obviously, David, who has had enough of Holly's broke-ass trying to cling to William Walker's company. So David starts packing for Belize, but Rebecca busts him. Then she hauls her pregnant ass over to Ojai to call Holly out on her sudden workaholic tendencies. Despite David's out-of-the-blue, Holly's not ready to give up her Ojai dreams, so she goes to meet Dennis York. You know how your mama always told you not to go meet a skeevy old dude in a hotel room late at night when you are feeling emotionally vulnerable because your baby daddy is leaving for Belize? Well Holly totally ignores that and then seems genuinely shocked when Dennis York demands some corporate carnal knowledge. She skedaddles out of the room, or at least they cut to her coming home and crying. But David has not left for Belize at all. Instead, he is there to ask her to marry him. She says yes and promises that she is going to sell her shares and get the heck out of Ojai. And, please? Can they follow through on that promise? Please?
Abandon Hope All Ye Enter Here. The Senator does not have his shirt on. THIS IS WHAT WE ARE LOSING NEXT SEASON. Who are we supposed to ogle and objectify (obgle?) WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO US?? What did we ever do to you? Well, except for mocking the occasional storyline and Kevin's hair. Harumph. So The Senator is shirtless and fundraising for Kitty's senatorial campaign, and, really, is there much in this world that is hotter than a topless man gathering heaps of cash? I don't know how Kitty is controlling herself. Oh, she has her glasses on. She is being sensible and professional, not throwing her smokin' hot senator on the couch and validating his election results if you know what I mean. Kitty is talking to Sarah, who is also wearing her sensible and professional glasses. I'm starting to think it is National Myopia Awareness Day and instead of a colored ribbon pin, everyone has to wear glasses to show their support. So Sarah can't go to Nora's tonight because she has a pretend life and a not-hot date with Roy to a movie. For some reason, Kitty is really unimpressed with the whole concept of movie-going as a recognized dating activity. But this sentiment is probably simply jealousy because Calista's last role in a recognizable movie was in that fucking dreadful remake of Les Cages Aux Folles with Robin "Hairy Hands" Williams. Before that it was "acting student" in Naked in New York. So the silver screen has not been overwhelmingly kind to Calista, so she may be down on movie dates unless they star Harrison Ford and who the heck is going to see Extraordinary Measures on a date night? The trailer makes me cry like a wee baby. Anyway, Kitty claims that the reason she doesn't accept a movie as, like, a totally normal thing to do on a date, is because you can't have sex during a movie. I mean look at what happened to Pee Wee Herman. And he was by himself. Sarah points out that not everyone needs to have sex on a date. She's in a mature relationship and they haven't been dating that long. Kitty reminds her it has been a month. The timeline on this show is completely confusing to me. So despite the fact that The Senator is on the phone with a potential major campaign donor, Kitty asks him how many dates they went on before they had sex. The Senator doesn't even have the decency to cover the phone with his hand and blurts, "One?" Kitty is pretty sure she wasn't that big of a slut, but The Senator is pretty sure she was. He reminds her about the high heels and the push-up bras. Kitty in a push up bra? While I am no Dolly Parton, Kitty wearing a push up bra is truly aspirational. It's like hoping some lift will bring Pangea back together. Sorry honey unless you add some land mass, those continents are staying put. The Senator realizes he is still on the phone. After overhearing that little tidbit, the donor offers up a million bucks. Senator McSlutty is in the running! Kitty can't believe that strangers are giving her money to run a campaign. A campaign she hasn't even mentioned to her family yet! Oopsie daisy! That's a whole fucking bouquet of oopsie daisies. It's been a month since she decided to run and she seems to talk to her various and sundry family members twelve times a day and she just forgot to mention it? Huh. The Senator thinks it might be a good idea to mention it to the Walkers at some point. Or, you know, not. Kitty is wearing this face like, yeah, maybe it would be a good idea to mention it to her family. Which is the stupidest thing I have ever seen.