Kevin and Lily are on their date. She's explaining surfing to Kevin, and how the paddling against the waves is the worst part: "You just gotta climb back on, just to get bashed again!" Kevin: "Sort of like dating." Lily chortles: "Oh, really? I haven't done enough to know. No, right now, it's more like, 'the shoes looked cute in the store, but then they hurt my feet.'" Freud would have a field day with that metaphor. She asks about his hobbies. Kevin: "I play golf, some, and, um…I have pretty high maintenance hygiene." O…kay…? Talk about a date-stopping comment. He smiles weirdly, and I can't tell if he made the comment out of some kind of nervousness, or because he's not liking the date and wants to put her off, or because he's testing her threshold for his situation because of what happened with Beth, or what. He's rendered Lily speechless, though, which isn't easy. He continues, "Which is a gross thing to say on a first date. Or any date. I'm sorry." Lily tries to soldier on: "No, at least you haven't talked ad nauseam about your last girlfriend." Kevin doesn't say anything, suppressing something akin to a smirk. Lily: "That was coming?" He shakes his head. Lily says she's sure he really got around -- when he could get around. Kevin tries to deflect that without saying anything. Lily: "You broke a lot of hearts?" Translation: "How long before you break mine?" Kevin admits, "A few. One in particular. But, uh…she got me back." Lily asks when that was. Kevin looks at his watch for a moment and says, "Oh, um…three weeks ago." Lily: "Well. As long as it's not fresh. I mean, should we even be doing this?" Kevin thinks so; he says he had to get back in the game: "And, um, you asked, and I like you, so…" This is so not someone who's interested in being your ticket back into "the game," Kev. Lily: "I asked?" Yeah, this date's completely off the rails now. Kevin: "You did everything but send a car." Lily: "Oh, okay. Well, um…I've had about as much fun as a girl can have in one night." She gathers her things and gets up. Kevin implores her to stay, apologizing and promising he'll be charming: "I'll be ebullient, even. I feel the ebullience coming on." Lily, pulling on a cute leopard coat: "I've never liked cleanup committee." Kevin: "Look, I was horrible to her, okay? I have some residual guilt. You of all people should understand." Lily: "A quick story before I go, okay? Um, the reason I became a nun is because after the second time I stole money from my blind grandmother to run away from home to join a surfing colony, I decided that I was such a horrible person that no normal remedy could save me. Thinking you're the worst person in the world is no different than thinking you're the best. It's giving yourself a place in the universe you haven't earned." You go, girl. Boy, does Kevin ever need to hear that. She grabs her bag: "Thanks for dinner." Hmm. That might be the end of my little daydream of Grace and Lily as super-cool sisters-in-law. Unless Joan and Grace hook up. I'm just saying.