Cut to Manning Manor, where everyone's converging on the dining room and a bag of take-out that Rick is trying to wrestle open. Lily's expressing her concern to Grace about how much time the play is taking, and Grace pooh-poohs her. Rick says he's concerned about the rehearsal schedule, too. "You are?" Jessie asks. The parentals wonder how the kids can fit everything in, and Grace insists, "We just will, okay?" "Exactly," Jessie agrees. Ah, solidarity. Grace adds that Creepitri is counting on them, and, even more importantly, "Do you even realize how many people wish they were us?" "They do?" Jessie asks, incredulous. Grace assures her that it's true as the phone rings. She rushes to the kitchen to answer it.

"Grace, uh, it's Tad," the hunka hunka burning teenage love says. He sounds caught off-guard. You can practically see Grace's heart burst through her chest, like on those old Looney Tunes cartoons. "Tad! You were making me laugh so hard today!" she says through a huge smile. "Yeah, I was, uh, just acting," he says, a little stiffly. Grace says it struck her as funny, nonetheless. "So, hi," she adds, leaning against the counter and slipping into flirtation mode. "Hi. [major pause] Uh, is Jessie there?" Tad asks, scrunching his nose in discomfort. Grace's face falls, almost as hard as that anvil of a plot point, and she fights to keep the disappointment out of her voice as she tells him to hold on. Her ego rapidly deflating, she holds the phone against her shoulder for a few seconds.

Out in the dining room, everyone's settling down to some Chinese take-out. Grace marches into the room like a zombie and, eyes straight ahead, hands the phone to Jessie with a curt "It's for you." Tad reminds Jessie that he's the guy who finished her water. Lily leans over the table to ask Grace who it is. "Just some boy," Grace answers glumly. Jessie puts her hand over the phone and glances at them before moving into the living room. She flops on the couch to continue the conversation as Judy flies through the front door, bellowing, "Honeys, I'm home!"