Helen arrives at a coffee shop, late for a meeting with Lily, and all apologetic: "I thought I had this…thing." Lily: "That was convincing." Helen: "What?" Lily: "The, uh, nervous stutter. Closely related to lying." Helen is slightly taken aback. Lily: "Ex-nun. I spent years around guilty Catholics." Helen: "Oh? Well, you're wrong this time." Lily, unfazed, says the initial stutter is a lead-in to the blurt-out: "You know, that thing that you think you can keep in, but…you feel like it's gonna blow if you don't let it out?" Helen doesn't respond; she attempts to look mildly insulted. Lily: "Obviously I'm wrong, so why don't we just discuss your catechism, and uh, hope that that cute guy over there thinks we're talking dirty." Helen turns around and looks at some blond guy, who smiles back, warmly. She turns back to Lily. They're both quiet for a moment and then Helen blurts out, "It's nothing, I just got this call from this guy that I used to know in college…Jeremy. He was…you know…" Lily chuckles: "No. I don't. By the way…nice blurt-out. Under ten seconds." Helen haltingly explains he was the first guy she was serious about, and he's some big artist now, and they were going to have coffee. Lily: "Are you gonna tell him?" Helen's confused: "Jeremy?" Lily: "Your husband. Will Girardi…the father of your children…I assume?" Heh. Helen says it's just coffee: "And…men get so…irrationally jealous." Lily: "Sounds kinda rational to me." Helen says it's been over twenty years: "For all I know, the guy is, uh, fat or bald or gay…well, he's not gay unless a lot has changed." So, if he were still hot -- by your standards -- you'd consider cheating on Will, but otherwise, not so much? Lily says that was six different excuses all in one breath. Helen tries to change the subject: "Aren't we supposed to be studying Genesis?" Lily: "Right!" She clears her throat: "So, uh…you want to start with Eve and the snake?" Helen's not amused. Lily 1, Helen 0.
Grace is walking along one of the balconies outside the school when she hears Luke's voice rabbiting on to some other guy about computers. She tries to slip past without being spotted, and he leaves to chase after Grace without a word of explanation or apology to the guy he was speaking with. Luke catches up to Grace and says, "You've been avoiding me." Grace: "Not successfully, it seems." He says she was going to tell him how things are going. Grace: "Very well, for my mother. She made it through two bottles of wine at dinner." Luke: "You keeping a journal?" Grace says she is: "But it's mostly free-form swearing." She says she's just not the journal type, which I find hard to believe. She's certainly the poetry type. He tells her she's gotta keep at it: "Remember the seven Cs for dealing with an alcoholic parent: you can't control it, you can't cure it, you can't feel responsible for it…" Dude, are you her boyfriend, or her therapist? You're starting to really bug. Grace, "That's not a C." Luke claims it's in the "can't." He insists, "You know you want to change your life, or you wouldn't have gone to…" Grace is fed up: "Ohhhh! Don't pretend like you know me, you know? Just because you did some good little deed doesn't give you the right to get all up in my face!" Damn right. Luke is getting to be a real pain in the ass about this. I know he has the kind of mentality that just wants to solve problems in a straightforward, practical way (believe me, I know -- I married an engineer), but this is just not that simple. Also, dude, if you're as much of a drag as her mother to be around, why should she want to spend time with you? Shut up about her alcoholic mother for a bit and just be fun to be with. Give her another geode or something. She stalks off.