Kitty is feeding Evan something pureed and green while Kevin watches with a disdainful look. Suck it up Daddy-O, because soon that will be you trying to shove a semi-liquid down the throat of an unwilling and moving target. And, no, they don't let you strap the kid down like it's a foie gras goose. Kitty is bitching about Nora's "no" vote and Kevin looks uncomfortable. Because OBVIOUSLY it is his vote. Kitty wipes Evan down and shoves him in an off-camera "playpen" while Kevin tries to convince Kitty that the no vote was no big thang. Somehow Kitty turns it around to be a forum on Kevin's fears of going to his high school reunion. Kevin has no interest in reliving the worst four years of his life, but Kitty in some sort of sadistic bent (like maybe she watched an entire Saw marathon while she was in the hospital) is determined to make him. In order to minimize his horror, she offers to go with him. Because nothing says "I turned out AWESOME" like bringing your sister as your date. Sometimes this show seems like just a redux of The Brady Bunch.
At Scotty's restaurant, Head Guest Chef Nora and Head Sous Chef The Senator are receiving instructions, including recipes and menus from Scotty. Nora is already buttoning up her chef's coat and has tightened her toque so that it won't fall off when she is throttling The Senator in the throes of a 9 p.m. rush. So, wait, if Scotty has the recipes and the menus pre-planned, what was Nora so frantically researching on the computer earlier? Old episodes of Julia Child? The Swedish chef? Whatevs. Obviously neither Nora nor The Senator are particularly impressed with Scotty's menu choices. I mean it is clear that his restaurant's failure is ENTIRELY due to his inability to use sharp feta or to properly balance cumin. Like, just DIE Scotty. Oh wait, don't. You are one of the few good things about this show. Except for your occasional need to whine and your seeming unwillingness to tell Kevin to GET A GODDAMN HAIRCUT. Also, Scotty let us all down by not killing The Senator and Nora or, at the very least, ME before this dreadful scene unravels. Otherwise, love ya' Scotty! So obviously Nora immediately starts trying to take control of the kitchen, requesting that The Senator step aside from the lamb and maybe try not to fuck up boiling water. The Senator pulls out a cell phone, hits a few buttons, and quietly orders a highly trained Navy Seal unit to take her out right after dessert.