"Lila was the most active person I ever met in my life," says an old lady in an old-lady suit and an Anaheim Angels ball cap. The combination makes her look like a nursing-home resident on a field trip. She's explaining to Rico and Nate about how her friend, the Corpse of the Week, ran a resort in Ojai where families came year after year, and then their kids, and then their kids. "No one in the neighborhood got more Christmas cards or visits than Lila," she says. Nate says it sounds like a good life. The old lady says this would have been Lila's 95th birthday, and Rico smiles and mentions that it's Nate's birthday as well. Nate says that he's forty. The old lady says that Nate doesn't look that old. Yeah, it's thanks to clean living. She asks if he's doing anything special, and he says that his wife and daughter are taking him to Big Sur the following weekend. The old lady emotionally says that it's beautiful up there. "I suppose I'll be gone soon, too," she adds quietly. "Aww," Rico begins, but she says, "That's okay. It happens." Nate doesn't disagree. I think he's pretty clear on the concept by now.
David and Keith approach the Pasqueasel's front door, David complaining to Keith about his agreeing to pick up the boss's stinky cat at the vet instead of spending the morning with his partner. "Let it go," Keith reiterates, and rings the doorbell. The door is answered by, of all people, Julie Brown. Not the '80s MTV VJ, but the other one. She introduces herself as Sissy Pasquese and invites the boys in. She heads inside while David hangs back so that he can rudely, loudly whisper questions at Keith about who she is and who the kids are that she's talking about. Hearing this, she turns around and says, "David? We're married, Roger's gay, and I'm fine with it. But we keep it quiet because we're very private people." "Thank you," says David, refreshed by her straightforwardness. "That's all I needed." I don't know, I think you need better manners, you nosy bastard.
Rico's putting makeup on the Corpse of the Week when his cell phone rings. It's someone else's nanny, who by some miscommunication is currently stuck babysitting Rico's kid. Rico says that Vanessa should be there soon to pick the kid up, but the nanny says that Vanessa's unreachable and that her employers left an hour ago. So it's just Rico's bored kid and his friend's nanny there now. Rico apologizes and says that he'll be right there. He can just leave? I guess it's not like the Corpse of the Week is going anywhere.