Kitty is trying to pick out an outfit for tonight's benefit. Somehow she has gotten her hands on the dress I wore to the seventh grade semi-formal. I always wondered what happened to it. Not that I wanted it back as it is mortifying to even see it on Kitty's frame. It's a chinoiserie print in a blood orange shade with gold accents and a vintage look complete with a little bejeweled belt. It's quintessential small town Oregon semi formal material for sure. Anyway, it's ugly and Sarah does not hesitate in telling her so. Sarah starts giggling about all the other times she has helped Kitty get dressed for dances and then she is positively hooting as she remembers a shoulder-pads-as-breast-implants experience and Kitty is laughing too, but then she stops laughing, gets very serious and banishes all the negative fake-boob vibes out of her mind. Too much negativity! Kitty claims she doesn't remember anything about middle school dances except getting ready for them with Sarah. At that, Sarah, who had been looking very annoyed at Kitty for thinking laughter was negative, softens and smiles and gives Kitty a big hug. She hopes that when Kitty's cancer has packed up and hit the road, all Kitty will remember is getting ready for this benefit with her. Awww. Sniff sniff. Kitty asks if Sarah wants to do facials like old times. Sarah has never turned down a chance to get goop on her face and ew...but I'll alert Luc. Nora breaks up the party and is greeted with Kitty's cold bony shoulder. Nora follows Sarah downstairs while she makes mud masks to find out the latest. Sarah is totally faking it for Kitty's sake, but Nora, after her heart-to-heart with Dr. Motorcycle, is feeling a little more open-minded. But Sarah reminds her of how stupid it is to give up chemo and they start bitching again. Obviously while they are discussing Kitty's descent into the Cult of Oprah with her-positivity-can-cure-cancer mantra, Kitty walks in and overhears their real opinions. As this happens at least once every single episode, I am not surprised, but I am a little disheartened that the Walkers are much more thick-headed than I had ever realized. Also, hard of hearing. While Kitty is certainly thin as a dime, she must make some noise as she descends the stairs and approaches the kitchen. And if you are talking about someone, don't you sort of keep an ear out just in case? Kitty accuses them of laughing at her and talking about her behind her back and they swear they weren't! But they totally were. Kitty is shaking with anger and negativity and that makes her even more angry. She tears up and begs them just to leave her alone in her hamster ball of positive energy.