Peter, Nina, and the kids are touring some palatial home that would probably cost them their entire winnings if this show took place in a world where people have to pay taxes. Why do all the characters keep acting like $19 million is all but impossible to spend in one lifetime? The realtor talks up the place with its nine bathrooms and seven beds (seems like an odd ratio to me, unless the bathrooms aren't unisex), then leaves them to go talk to another couple. Peter and Nina quietly yammer to each other that they feel like they don't belong, but Peter says that people do live like this: "Why not us?" Sure, go for it. The time you live there could be the best four months of your lives. Just then the kids come running back in, kvelling about the backyard pool and the "built-in trampoline" (which, damn, talk about a bad idea) and saying that they picked out their room. Their "room?" They don't really get it, do they? Just wait until they move in and one of them is always waiting impatiently for one bathroom while the other eight stand empty.
Later, outside, Peter is talking to some white-haired potential future neighbor lady, when Zoe's lawyer buddy Dave, of all fucking people, wanders up and introduces himself. Apparently he lives down the street. Isn't that convenient? Peter looks familiar to Dave, but Peter tries to play it cool and doesn't mention being a lottery winner. He says that he's involved in a "cycling venture," and Dave mentions some other neighbor named Sy Fisk who's looking for someplace to invest his ridiculous fortune. Nina wanders up, and Peter introduces them, and Dave asks whether they made an offer on the house. "I think we're about to," Peter says, putting an arm around Nina.
Back at Nina and Peter's current house, all the lottery winners are gathered out on the lawn again. Doesn't anybody ever just go right in there? Or is their house like a restaurant where nobody can sit down until the entire party has arrived? Sunny, who I think is wearing the same outfit she wore last week, crosses the street and walks up onto the lawn like she belongs there. Aside from her, there's a squad car parked as well, which, as Damien clunkily exposits to Frankie, is because "They're going to brief us on how to protect ourselves." Did he think Frankie was maybe expecting a bicycle safety presentation? Damien asks Frankie out, and she says yes, like he was really putting himself out there. Frankie asks about Galina, and what she does when he's not around. "She just talks to the TV," Damien says. "It's cute...mostly," he adds uncertainly. It's unclear whether the not-cute moments are not-cute because they're irritating, or because she's watching porn in her underwear and thereby overshooting cute. Speaking of which, do I take it that she and Damien never did it? Oh, right -- not caring. Sorry.
Addie meets Maggie on the lawn, noticing that she drove up in a battered SUV instead of her old Mercedes. Addie comments on the carjacking-savvy move, but Maggie says that she's just swapping with a cousin who's trying to impress some girl. You know, every time Maggie turns up doing something for a family member, my stereotype-meter starts pinging, softly but noticeably. I won't miss that, I can tell you.