It's the most pleasant and amiable divorce ever, as Kate introduces Nick to Gabby and Peter as her counterpart to make sure both their interests are looked after. They pleasantly and amiably thank him, and he says he's always pleased to serve as a counterpart. Gabby, looking over the agreement, says she noticed that Peter gets more for the house. Nick helpfully explains that Peter contributed the $75,000 down payment, so he should get the first $75,000 of profit. Peter's uncomfortable with this, saying he only had the money because he was working while Gabby was still going to school, and he considers it her house too. Nick informs Peter that, according to California law, it's not. Peter clucks that that doesn't seem appropriate. He asks what Gabby thinks, and she's noncommittal as well, going so far as to say that it's not up to her and they can split if he really wants to. He does. Nick is not pleased. "You didn't even need lawyers at all. You could just put all your money in a big pile and divvied it up, dollar for dollar," he says, prompting Kate to talk to him outside.
"Stop talking," she warns him, and he calls the situation absurd, and when he expresses his all-encompassing faith in the law, Kate points out that the couple has chosen to work around the law. Nick says she's only okay with it because his guy is getting screwed. "Nobody's getting screwed! That's the whole point!" she says, and I thought maybe she was going to make some joke about the lack of marital heat, but she's too nice for that. She just tells Nick not to mess it up, because Peter and Gabby are acting like adults, but Nick is positive Peter has an agenda. Back in the meeting room, they move on to the timeshare, which is in only Peter's name, a fact that Peter calls a "fluke," earning another outburst from Nick, who complains that this isn't a divorce, it's a "lotto jackpot giveaway," and Kate does her best to boot him out of the meeting room and apologizes to Peter and Gabby, because her colleague doesn't believe a marriage can end without conflict. And Gabby all out-of-left-field snottily says, "There's never been any conflict in this marriage, I don't know why it would start now." "Excuse me?" says a somewhat surprised Peter. And Gabby lays into him for always agreeing with her about everything. "You want to seem like this nice guy, when the reality is you're phenomenally passive-aggressive." Nick agrees with that. Peter, however, can't believe what he's hearing, and starts to get more than a little upset when she calls him a milquetoast instead of the take-charge guy she met. "You've turned into your father!" she says, which must be some kind of insult, because he responds by saying he must have married his mother, because Gabby has turned into a "ball-buster," which is probably as risqué as the language on this show is going to get. ["Maybe according to Frank Sinatra. Do any non-members of the Rat Pack call women 'ball-busters' anymore?" -- Sars] Gabby starts to sputter about being compared to that "nasty, manipulative…" but Kate cuts her off before anybody is in danger of actually hearing a swear word. She tells them to calm down, that the marriage doesn't have to end this way because they're best friends, and Gabby tells her to "get over it." She adds, "You know he only asked me to marry him because he's lazy?" and he says, "Well, you were lazy enough to say yes!" and I really don't know what they're getting at, as they bicker into the sunset.
"The Look of Love" plays over whizzing L.A. traffic. At a place named Vespa, Laurel and Michael enjoy coffee and being upwardly mobile people who unsnobbishly like sushi. And then night turns to day, and a sleeping Laurel is awoken by a shirtless Peachy bringing her coffee and nuzzling her. The phone rings, and Peachy answers. So this is his place? The peach farmer's doing all right for himself, if you ask me. It's Kate, taking a wild shot in the dark that Laurel might be there. When Laurel gets on the phone, Kate asks her if she doesn't have a job, since maybe she doesn't even trust Laurel to go to work now that she's found her thrill on Peach Cobbler Hill. Laurel explains that the office opens late, as if this matters at all. Kate asks if Laurel's made a decision, and since Peachy's busy grazing on her, she giggles and says, "We're working on it, but thanks for checking in." So Kate invites her to the Saturday Night Dateless Thing or whatever, without mentioning the whole "dateless" requirement, so I think you know what she's up to. She hangs up, and Claire beeps her to let her know the DNA lab is on line two. "Oh!" says Kate, as in, "Oh, yeah! My REAL job!"