Sixth scene in a row with David in it! That's some kind of record, I think. Of course, we have one less ongoing plot line to keep up with now, so the rest are going to have to be in a little heavier rotation. Unless the show starts spending fifteen minutes of every episode underground with Nate, which as the recapper I would be totally in favor of. At the moment, David's on the internet, doing a little research about green funerals. Rico comes in and puts a sympathetic hand on David's shoulder, asking if he's okay. "Now we just go on with everything?" Rico wonders. "That's what people do," David says. How would he know? Oh, yeah, that's right. Rico assures David that he'll take care of the other funeral that's coming in, for a guy from a nursing home. David shoots that down, saying he doesn't want anyone else there during Nate's service. Rico gently protests that the other guy has a pre-need and paid for his funeral ten years ago. "Rico, please just work it out," David says. It's not "Shut up, Rico," but I shouldn't complain because the show has been pretty generous with those this season, in a number of forms.
Over at Brenda's house, she's trying to get Maya to eat something. Asking nicely isn't working, so she tries a little yelling. Before things can actually get violent, the sound of pottery shattering outside draws her away. She heads to the front door, apologizing to Maya for her tone as she goes. Maya doesn't react to the apology, but then she didn't react to the yelling, either, so I think it's a wash.
Out on the front step, Brenda discovers Maggie, who's trying to clean up a broken planter that she knocked over. Symbolism can be so awkward. Brenda asks what she's doing there. "I made you guys a quiche," Maggie tries, only to receive a disgusted look from Brenda. She says she just planned to leave it on the porch, but getting attacked by Brenda's plant kind of shot that down. She practically cries, "Oh, Brenda, I'm so sorry." Brenda: "What is this, some kind of Quaker thing? You fuck someone's husband to death and bring them a quiche?" Maggie doesn't answer. Brenda: "Would you please just admit it? It would be such a relief to know exactly when my marriage turned into a total fucking lie." I'd say that was right around here. Maggie claims it wasn't like that. "Nate loved you," she says. Brenda yells, "I don't need you to tell me how my husband felt about me. Even if he was pissed off at me, he certainly wasn't in love with you, even if he said he was. Nate could be very convincing that way. All he ever wanted was someone to make him feel like he was a better man than he actually was. Could have been anyone." With that much room for improvement, I would have to agree. Brenda slams the door in Maggie's face, quiche and all. Maggie rights the little plant table she knocked over, and sets the quiche on it before leaving quietly. I hope we get to see the scene where she comes over in a few days to ask for the pan back.