At the church -- which is fabulously cleaned up and restored, I must say -- Lily's spreading a red cloth over one of the tables as Kevin wheels in, saying, "Place looks better." She doesn't say anything. Kevin tells her he's been thinking about what she said: "Um, I just wanted you to know…it's okay. Um, I can't compete with God. On the other hand, I don't feel so slighted, losing out to him." Lily doesn't say anything; she just keeps working at arranging the cloth. But she's clearly listening. Kevin: "I, uh…appreciate you…taking me seriously and giving me a chance." He swallows. "It could have been fun." Lily: "Father Ken said that if I think I somehow had something to do with the church getting destroyed, then I'm making myself too important and I have to pray for humility." Yeah, I wouldn't argue with that. She continues fussing with the cloth, not looking at Kevin: "He also says that I'm feeling this way because it's the first time I've really ever confronted the fact that I'm…that I could…" She starts to tear up. She looks at him: "That you are…" She looks down again, humiliated by her difficulty in expressing this. Kevin smiles patiently at her, but she doesn't see it. She tries again: "That we might…" Kevin smiles more, and kind of taps his torso, almost as if to keep himself from welling up. Lily: "You were the first guy who ever made me…" Kevin: "Speechless?" (Alternately: "Taller?" TM WolfDad.) Lily relents a little at that, and smiles. She walks slowly toward him, trying again: "So, because you make me feel so…whatever…I should probably figure out what this…whatever it is, because I can't hide from myself. Because according to Saint Augustine, 'to know yourself is to know God.'" Kevin: "I like this Augustine. And Father Ken." Lily chuckles, and then sits in Kevin's lap. Frink: "It's a pew for two." They look at each other like they want to kiss, and Kevin says, "It's wrong to make out in a church," but he says it like it really wouldn't be difficult to change his mind. Lily gives him a huge smile. Kevin: "Just checking." She suggests they get out of there, and they walk/roll down the aisle together, and it's hard not to picture them in wedding gear doing the same thing. Whoever's in charge of the money on this show needs to take it away from the CGI people and the wind machine people and use it to keep Constance Zimmer. (The overuse of cheesy effects is another reason this didn't get an A+.) I wonder if I can arrange with Ryan to make sure the pilot of her other show flops? (I mean, if this one's coming back. Otherwise, good luck to her. ["I just saw her in a short film over the weekend, and while the film was poorly written, she really did well with bad material. Free Constance!" -- Sars])