And back at the Crashdown, Maria tells Liz that "something's brewing" and it's "something bad." Liz doesn't want her parents skulking, so she ekes out a misdirected "screw that" and finds her father in the next room to ask him, "What did Mr. Evans want?" Slackjaw has his story all ready, something about a new accountant. Liz worries that it was "something with the catering," but Slackjaw assures her that "the catering was fine." And that, apparently, is why all of the guests threw their dishes into the street and left Liz traipsing through nature to pick them all up for Michael to wash. That must be a compliments-to-the-chef kind of gesture in whatever country this show takes place in.

Khlub Khivar. For 5:38 and nine seconds, this place is really hopping. Isabel looks for Jesse just everywhere, finally stumbling upon him at the bar. She hugs him, and he apologizes for disappearing. Except he calls her "baby," which she's not, and it pretty much dampens the intensity of an apology he wasn't sounding that sincere about giving to begin with. She asks him where he's been. "Driving range," an approaching Khivar tells them. "Your husband is quite a golfer." I have not just been sent to a commercial break with the dramatic high point being reached through the line, "Your husband is quite a golfer." Except I guess that I have. Don't they know how much packing there is to be done?

Drinktime at Khlub Khivar. And I know he was Isabel's lover in her former alien life and all. And I know the resort is named after him and all. But that doesn't give a man a right to act as Love Connection chaperone to a couple that's been married for nine minutes. Dude. Khivar. Leave the kids alone. But no, for there they are at a table, the three of them enjoying drinks and scintillating conversation. The table is decorated with a bowl of flowers the exact kind and color seen moments ago on Kyle's tuxedo lapel. Note to the set designer: there is more than one type of flower on the planet. Jesse, sipping an awfully fruity-looking drink containing one too many umbrellas and wedges of fruit and chaise lounges for a man of his decidedly non-gay sexuality, is explaining to Khivar, "I knew the moment I met her. Love at first sight." Isabel tries to segue every line into an escape clause, but I guess somewhere deep down Jesse is all mad that they didn't do the consummation thing last night, so he's punishing her by making her hang out with her lover from a former alien life. Or something like that. Jesse poses a question: "So, Kevin…" He calls himself "Kevin"? Oh, that's so weak. Unless he spells it "Khevin." That, then, would be infinitely cool. Anyway, Khevin offers a tale of his own love life, telling Jesse and Isabel, "She's gone. She's not dead. Just missing. Seems like I've been searching for her forever." Jesse is totally interested in this story. Let's learn tons more for no reason, then: "To fully understand what happened, you gotta go back to the first night we met. See, we were supposed to fall in love. Our families were enemies, we were at the palace, and it was one of those rare moments where they were trying to find peace." Blah they kissed. Blee "It's All Coming Back To Me" screen caps. Bleh then he lost her. Isabel thinks the story is "farfetched," and Khevin takes a hearty swig of "What The Ale Are They Going On About"-brand beer and looks pensively like a man who should be a lot better-looking than he is and just can't quite figure out how that happened. It's the look Ben Affleck gets when he gets caught not ever being hot.