Here comes Will's storyline. And there it goes. No, seriously, I'm not recapping this crap. It's dull, trite, predictable, and pointless, and that's just too many strikes against it. If it had a point, I could work with the first three. If it were interesting but pointless, again, I could work with it. This? No. Just…no. The only thing that can be gleaned from the brief discussion he and Chewy have before investigating a domestic disturbance between two village idiots who happen to be brothers is that Will is not interested in Lucyfer's job and he's heard they're talking to Roebuck again. So he might come back. Or not. Hands up if you care about the Arcadia Police Department at this point.
Kevin and Andy are playing basketball in a gym at the Y. There's lots of the usual self-congratulatory yowling that accompanies sports, and then Kevin says Andy doesn't have to keep living there at the Y. So we finally get back to this plot point that was so significant weeks ago -- I mean, Will finds it in his soul to forgive Andy and invite him to live with them? And then…nothing. Because it was more important to shoehorn the Duffs into the show. Andy says it's all too weird to be taken care of by people he was suing. Kevin: "We let it go, man. How else do you think I could keep on kicking your ass like this?" More macho posturing, and then Kevin asks how Andy's job hunt is going. Andy lies: "Fine. There's not a lot out there." Then he attempts to change the subject, by reminding Kevin of some past sports glory. Kevin agrees Andy was on fire that night, and then mentions that he knows of someone who's looking for a courier: "Good pay, benefits…" Andy whistles: "Wow. A law office, huh?" Kevin says if they like him, maybe they'd start training him as a paralegal. Andy: "Hey, who wouldn't like me?" Kevin says he'll give Andy the guy's number. Andy bounces around with the ball, saying he'll definitely call. And then he quickly changes the subject to other past scoring-related glories, this time with certain cheerleaders. Kevin looks like he's pretty tired of Andy's terminal adolescence.
Will's cooking, and giving instructions to all and sundry -- that is, Joan and Luke, who are working at the island -- about not letting the cream boil because if it's too hot the eggs will curdle. Will: "I like a little pepperoncini." No response from anyone. Will asks, "Am I talking to myself?" Luke and Joan confirm that he is. Will should so open a restaurant. Look how much he loves this. I know Barbara Hall wants the police plots to bring "darkness" to the show, but frankly I just don't think they gel with the rest of the show about 90% of the time. I'm not alone on that front, either. And not at all since early in the first season, really. And besides, the restaurant business? Plenty of darkness there. Ask Anthony Bourdain. Will says he's imparting valuable skills to them. Joan says you don't need to know how the magician does the trick to enjoy the show. Kevin comes in and wheels up to the counter, saying he's starving. Without looking up from his pot, Will says, "Move away from the pancetta." Man, there was a prime opportunity for the Fat Tony voice. He asks if Kevin's still going to speak to "those kids" on Sunday. Kevin says he is. Will tells him class starts at four o'clock at the courthouse. Joan grumbles, "Dad, don't you think one teacher in the family is embarrassing enough?" Will exposits that Kevin's speaking to a driver's ed course sponsored by the courts for teenagers with DUI convictions. Kevin: "Who better than me to scare the crap out of them?" I hope they're calling it Scared Sober. He wheels out as Helen arrives, kissing Will and grabbing some pancetta. Will: "I'm trying to make art, here." Joan gets Helen to come into the dining room with her to help set the table.