The Promenade is hopping today, as Frank meets with Kaitlin. "I wanted to talk to you alone," he says. Kaitlin asks him if he's planning on doing something "pervy." Heh heh. He says that he understands why Kaitlin is suspicious of him considering his past, and Kaitlin says that has nothing to do with her feelings about him. After all, she says, BULLIT went to jail, too, and he was awesome. And Kaitlin is also awesome and will probably end up in jail at some point in the future. Kaitlin's main problem with Frank, she says, is that he's boring, especially compared to BULLIT. Count your blessings, Kaitlin. You know what isn't boring? A slap across the face! I'll bet Ryan, Trey, and Dawn were never bored living with Frank. Frank claims that Julie doesn't think he's boring. "That's because you're sleeping with her," Kaitlin retorts. "Can you not say that kind of thing?" Frank asks. Seriously, Kaitlin. It's your mom. No sex talk, please. Kaitlin says she'd be happy to change the subject, and does so -- to prison rape. She wonders why if dropping the soap is so bad, prisons don't just install soap dispensers. That's like asking why the Enterprise never got seatbelts even though it was the Utopian future and they really needed them.

Julie wanders into the kitchen and picks Frank's bag up off the floor, only to find it bursting with Clown Porn. I love you, Kaitlin.

Summer and Seth go on a boring date to a G.E.O.R.G.E.-related art show. Seth does not like the artsy environmental films Summer makes him watch. Neither do I. Where's the earthquake? Summer claims she just wants to see Seth get excited about something. By which she means "excited about the same things I'm excited about even though you never expect me to share your interests." She dares Seth to make a better film than the ones they're watching.

Kirsten surprises Sandy at his office. He's happy to see her, but Kirsten can only make sad faces and stare at the ground. "People in Newport are awful!" she cries. Sandy's like, "no duh." She says the people seem worse than ever, based on the future generation she saw in her yoga class. She isn't sure she wants to raise a child around people like this. Well, seeing how great Seth was doing before Ryan came into town, I don't blame her. It's a shame that it took a different child to figure that out, though. I'm sure Seth appreciates her realization, albeit nineteen years too late for him. Sandy invites her out to dinner with Spitz and his wife to restore her faith in humanity. Then he asks if he can join the Six-Pack Pack and dares his wife to punch him in his abs to test their rock hardness. Careful, Sandy! That's how Houdini died.