Nora has resigned herself to drinking in the kitchen and contemplating beaning a French lady with a leg of lamb, when Sarah comes in to... well, watch Nora work. Nora is grumbling about how Gabriella left her with all the work, but you can't expect the star of The Rhapsody of the Flesh to cook, now can you? When Sarah giggles that Dr. Carl has the hots for Luc's mom, Nora groans and then finally admits that she likes likes Dr. Carl. Sarah demands that she go out there and stake her claim to her man. Nora finds Gabriella dancing barefoot on her coffee table, which is very spontaneous but far far too unsanitary. Dr. Carl sits and stares at her feet, composing his own little rhapsody of the flesh. In his pants. Nora gapes in horror. Not only that her man is smitten, but that there are BARE FEET on her coffee table! Nora goes to turn on the Leonard Bernstein television program, but Dr. Carl doesn't need no stinking PBS show when he has a real life movie star dancing in front of him. Gabriella insists that Nora come up and dance for Dr. Carl, but Nora takes a page from Luc's book and wisely says, "NON!" Bravo, Nora. A woman in her sixties (or really any age) could come to regret dancing on the coffee table for a man come morning time.
She retreats to the safety of her kitchen and to check on her lamb and leaves the dancing to the French. Nora tells Sarah that she forfeits, but Sarah has a plan: She will lure Gabriella away and nicely sloshed Nora can make her big move. Nora moans that has no moves (and she looks almost comatose from the hooch), but Sarah goes out and tries unsuccessfully to lure Gabriella away from Carl. Luckily Justin and his man musk show up just in time. Sarah returns to the kitchen to find Nora completely past the tipping point.