Toasts abound at the dinner table, as Jessica sneaks in to have a talk with her mother in the kitchen. Or, as Mary Lynn refers to it, "the food-bearing weigh station on my daughter's hasty way back to law school." Mary Lynn tells Jessica that she's "glowing," and angrily makes some post-dinner coffee as she spits out in one smiley breath, "Not to say you shouldn't fall for him I think he's pretty great I just worry and I don't want you to get hurt." Ah. "Pretty great." The hallmark of all unconditional statements of motherly support. Other thoughtfully considered though quickly discarded Jesse Palmer rallying cries included, "I mean, yeah. Huh. I mean, what's important is that he likes you, y'know?" and "okay, not entirely 'eh.'" She worries that Jessica might not be ready to make a commitment for the rest of her life, telling us in a confessional that she really hopes there's no ring at the end of this, speaking to the benefits of taking a marriage proposal slowly: "It's a lifetime commitment." Sssssh! They'll hear you and the show will be ruined. Jessica hilariously mocks her mother, saying that she's going to quit law school and run off and never call home again. Jesse tells us that she felt Mary Lynn was "skeptical," and we cut to Jesse and Jessica macking on the sidewalk at the end of the night. "I really do feel strongly for Jesse, and I feel in my heart that we're supposed to be together and that this is supposed to work out." The signs are everywhere. Look at how much the dog liked its toy. Kismet. It's just fucking kismet.