Having gotten little rise out of Will, Helen's now managed to buttonhole Father Ken over coffee to rant about Kevin and Lily. She says it's not just about Kevin moving out and she's not just being an overprotective mother: "There are issues. Kevin has special needs." She adds a swipe at Lily: "And not just the special needs she's thinking about." Completely apart from being so shrewish in general, I wonder if it's ever crossed her mind that it might not be very comfortable for Father Ken to be put in the position of having to discuss the sex life of a former nun and current colleague (of sorts)? Probably not. That would really interfere with her program of self-absorption. Father Ken suggests she should be discussing this with Will. Helen: "I tried, I really did, but he's a man." Father Ken looks like he rues the day he decided to take his kettle to that DMV parking lot. She quickly adds, "And you're a man, too, but a different kind of man." The kind with no feelings whatsoever? Yeah, I hear you up there in the peanut gallery, yelling, "What other kind is there?" Settle down. Father Ken tries to let this all roll off his back the way they taught him in the seminary. Helen whines some more: "She's a nun!" Oh my God, Helen, get over it! Man. I don't know if I've ever wanted to smack her more. I don't know if I've even ever wanted to smack her. Father Ken patiently corrects her: "Ex-nun." Note to writers: You have officially squeezed all that you can out of the nun/ex-nun thing. Let. It. Go. I beg you. Helen continues whining: "And she's older than he is!" Uh, wake up and smell the handicappuccino, lady: the boy likes older women. It's not a crime. And Luke's dating a girl who's older than he is, but I don't see you getting your panties in a Gordian knot over that. You remember Luke, your other son? The youngest one? Yeah.