Back in San Diego, Pellington bloviates about how he can't help them. Kitty wastes our time by protesting that they haven't asked for anything yet, and Pellington is like, let's cut the shit, okay -- you want me to bankroll the first few months of the campaign. He makes a comment about Robert's "triangulated voting record," and Robert mildly says he prefers the term "mainstream." Pellington's point, though, is that while Robert's political career has been aimed toward the White House, his having a gay brother and being young, Catholic, divorced, and from California will prevent him from getting the nomination. Well, no one said the man got to be a billionaire by not seeing things clearly. This, however, is Kitty's cue to change her tune and give a trite speech about how voters want leaders, not someone who satisfies a set of criteria, and then, as Robert beams at her, she makes a big show of making to leave all "We'll send you a postcard from the White House." She icily concludes by saying that Pellington should call Robert by his full name and not "Bob," and I really hope a break is imminent so I can go introduce my lunch to my toilet. Seriously, we're expected to expect this guy is going to fork over millions based solely on that speech? I've seen better writing on a Bazooka Joe wrapper, and now all of a sudden Robert is electable? Pellington saves the scene a bit by disbelievingly asking Robert, "She hasn't been doing this long, has she?" Robert quickly agrees. Heh. There's then some Wacky Hijinx where Kitty can't get out of the room, which is just as well, since her Grand Exit has kind of been compromised by the fact that Robert hasn't moved a muscle. Pellington then tells Kitty that he's intrigued by her belief in Robert, and he'd like to talk to her about it over dinner. Kitty thinks she and Robert are free, but Pellington says he wants it just to be her. Good thing Kitty is so graceful under pressure, or this could be a socially awkward scene indeed!
Party. Kevin, as you'd expect, is slamming a drink at the bar when Chad comes to talk to him, but they don't get more than ten seconds before Michelle finds them and says she needs Chad for dancing, and Kevin for meeting the man of his dreams. As Michelle leads Kevin away by the hand, he snarks in Chad's direction, "You should really have us trade." Heh. Michelle pulls up at a guy with his back to him, and he turns to reveal he's...a buzz-cut-sporting Scotty. I mean, what can I say -- I don't particularly mind Kevin seeing Scotty again, but I'd call this a Bullshit Television Coincidence if this were Peoria; it's beyond ridiculous for it to happen in Los Angeles. Plus, it's far too convenient to give Kevin the chance to step out on Chad by providing him with someone he really cared about; it would have been a lot more interesting to my way of thinking to show Kevin connecting with someone new. I don't like this choice at all, although it is fun to see how shocked and awed both Kevin and Scotty are to see each other. They don't let this on to Chad and Michelle, though, so the "hetero" couple heads off to dance, although Chad does look over his shoulder as he goes to give Scotty one more appraising glance. So. Three-way?