Later. The check arrives. I don't understand what happens now, but I think Martin pays and Svet gets really mad that he won't let her pay half and she puts money out and then threatens not to talk to him and he says that would be a good thing and they fight about money. More fighting. She wants to pay the tip and he fills it in on the credit card bill and they bicker and he swears at her a lot and she hits him with the bill case. Martin tells Svet to shut up about a hundred times as they keep throwing the money around and he tells her she's ruined a nice night. Svet camera-laughs that they argue about everything but it's always over in ten minutes and as they head outside she asks if she can pay for the cab. He says, "Just shut up!" Ah, what a cute couple. Commercials.

Water. Bird. Water. Bird. House. The kids hang around and Martin is feeling more comfortable. He tells Zach and Tyler that he deals with Svet by just ignoring her and not feeding into her neediness and insanity. The boys laughs as Svet camera-whines that it's "not true," and that "obviously" Martin doesn't ignore her. Svet gets up, and Tyler laughs and then tells us that he thinks Martin is really chill and they would probably be friends. I doubt it. He goes on to read very clunky lines clunkily that he personally doesn't know how Martin puts up with Svetlana's "big bag of bullshit." Of course you don't, Tyler. Two words: tit fucking.

Martin and Svet crab around the house together as Zach figures out that Martin is exactly the personality who can deal with Svet's bullshit. Tyler calls him a "very patient man."

House. House. House. Deck. Water. Paula. Paula gets into the FORD! and heads to see her shrink, Dr. Covan. Oh, we get to go back inside one of their sessions. Huh. "Lucky" for us. He asks why she stopped picking her scabs. Paula tells him, her eyes sparkling this time not from tears but from ill-advised glitter, that it just doesn't feel like she "has" to do it anymore; she's not so scared or critical of herself anymore. They discuss alcohol, and she says she doesn't miss the blackouts anymore. Covan goes on to ask about food, and he's coached her well to say that she realized eating was the one thing in her life she could control. "So you enjoy it?" he asks, re: eating. What? "You've done a lot of good work," he tells himself by way of telling her. "You should be proud of yourself." Basically, what's happening here is that he's ticking down the list of all the problems that she came to him with that he's magically solved -- all just for the benefit of the cameras. What's up, Doc? Your ego. That's what's up. (Ooh, snap!) Paula then gives Covan the weirdest thank you gift a sort-of alcoholic has ever given: she gives him a shot glass. WTF?! Her tearful rational to him is something nonsensical about when she does do another shot, she'll call him or something. I don't understand. Paula camera-talks, Jose clearly having worked on her brows, telling us that she's not perfect but she feels much more confident. She says that she has the strength to not hide issues and to actually "go home." Music to my ears, that going home part. The other stuff I zoned out on. Dr. Covan walks Paula to the door all pleased with himself, thinking that he did a bang-up job. Sorry to burst your Freudian bubble, doc, but I got a mug shot and a bite mark that say you're wrong.