A flirty-flirty "don't stand me up" conversation tells us that Nancy has tamed another lion. They chat about how sexy Nancy is, and how her thighs tastes like white chocolate, et cetera, and Cesar is like, gross me out. End result: they set up a date. "You will eat lobster and I will eat you," Esteban says in a passably sexy way; Nancy assures his ass that he will be doing just that. She chats with Silas about how she smells like she has a date, and Nancy remembers to ask who he's dating and why he's moving his stuff to the Cheese shoppe; she starts to put together the whole thing about his MILF. Doug also deduces that she's been stood up by the smell of her perfume, so she adorably protests and reminds him again to get out of her house. He offers to paint her toenails and let her listen to his "cry tape," so she gives in.
Celia's just making up prices at this point and telling customer to give her cash. She pockets the money -- a discount down from imaginary $164.17 to imaginary whatever the lady has in her pocket -- and then gets rid of the credit card machine altogether. Ohhh, Celia.
Andy's shaving outside the one damn bathroom listening to the unmistakable repetitive sounds of masturbation and thinking fondly of his own constant masturbation; Shane comes out of the bathroom seconds later and hides something in his chest of drawers (Andy's all, "Just shaving my dirty whiskers!") and heads to school. Andy opens the drawer and locates the Sammy Davis, Jr. biography (Uh Huh!), then the naked pictures of Nancy inside it. He goes from joyful to see them again, to troubled by the connecting dots, to... sad, for Shane, who is doing it wrong on like a cosmic level.
I was really hoping this episode would start to show some development on the fifteen bubbling horrors that have been under the surface all season, so this is already a great episode. I hadn't really thought about who the agent would be on this particular reveal, though, and I'm glad it's Andy. While there are plenty of people in this world who are "nonjudgmental" insofar as they judge you without telling you about it, the number of people in this world who simply do not judge are far fewer, and they are precious. Basically, they are: Andy.
Hilariously, Silas has tucked his little pot plants into this, like, Crate & Barrel linen shoe rack from olden times, back in the Cheese Shoppe. He talks and talks about pot or something, but the important thing is that he's going to jump this lady in a... there we go. She complains that she has a customer and he returns the serve with the fact of his boner, and they laugh and kiss all the way out into the shoppe's foyer, where of course Nancy Botwin and her Daisy Dukes have come to wreak some semi-annual maternal havoc. Hey, when you only act like a mom twice a year, it pays to really go for it.