
This shot is basically exactly how Will feels right now: crowded. He asked Kevin to move in as a way of assuaging his guilt about being tempted, but now he regrets it, and he can't have a moment to himself without Kevin popping up and trying to lick his shoulders.

One thing is for sure: Kevin is illiterate when it comes to body language. Also, OMG, the porthole above the sink WAS always there. WHY. I cannot believe I never saw it before. [Note: It has now been in two recaps that it's over the sink, but clearly it is the stove; what I've learned from this is apparently that is where I want the sink to be.]
We do also learn in this scene that Kevin's pet name for Will is "penguin." Later Will tells Avery it's from of a documentary they saw where penguis kiss by touching foreheads. This is Will's problem here: He finds this adorable, but not hot.

And naturally, Kevin has found a great apartment in a building with a super that IS hot, and also lives there, and makes it very clear that he would really be down with enjoying the view from Will's master bedroom. Will hotfoots it out of there, but then lies to Kevin that he submitted the application. Will really needs to stop picking up the shovel.

The wardrobe department must be enjoying Bummed Out Wheelchair-bound Juliette, because 95 percent of what she wears are just long-sleeved tees and jeans, which feels like her costume planning sessions are bascially just a very long Diet Coke break. Which, I mean, obviously I understand THAT.

Now that she has a modicum of feeling in her legs, Juliette is rushing her recovery, because she has a deathly allergy to patience. But being in this physical therapy machine gives her a flashback to the plane crash, so she flips out and her therapist has to talk her into serenity. One part of which is telling Juliette to stop blowing off therapy sessions, because she needs to treat her insides AND her outsides. Good point. Juliette Barnes is not someone who, under any conditions, should skip therapy. Although she is also probably someone who would make her therapist MISERABLE via eyerolls.

The therapist has a Jennifer Garner quality to her in some shots. I assume this means Juliette left therapy with a new credit card in her wallet and TONS of restriction-free rewards points.

Hayden Panettiere has cried about three or four times in every episode already. The outline for each episode is basically like, "Juliette is X. Then Y happens and she cries, and then discusses Y with someone else who makes her cry, and then she cries when resolving Y with person Z. Then: braids."

Oh, thank God, we're back to Rayna having sparkling blouses. This is so Rayna that it needs to be part of her diffusion line at Kohl's.

All Scarlett and Gunnar do in this episode is sing the same song they did last week -- Gunnar has permanently changed the lyrics to "blue eyes," which gets another silent orgasm from Scarlett -- and then discuss a music video with a director. His high concept is that she's a wild creature that cannot be caught. If this somehow leads to Gunnar deciding she IS a wild creature who cannot be caught... snore.

"We're adorable." "I know."

Rayna is having lunch with Zach Welles, the entrepreneur, and watching them dig into ribs and lick sauce off their fingers is very satisfying and also hang on I need a snack. .... Okay, so Zach -- I still think he's the top candidate to be her stalker and that the marketing dude is a red herring -- offers Rayna a truckload of money with little to no strings attached, other than creative consultation occasionally. She, to her credit, thinks this sounds weird. But her lawyer insists it's clean, so she signs on the dotted line, and thus Zach Welles is going to be a part of Highway 65. And soon possibly supping on her nail clippings.

These two get into a screaming match because Juliette won't take her pain medicine. She explains quite clearly to Avery that it makes her nervous, given her history, and he blows that off a lot more than I would. His argument is that the doctor says it's not habit-forming when taken as ordered, and her entire point is, "I'm scared I won't take it as ordered," and he still freaks out and accuses her of not knowing how to need people. What? Why is no one on this show listening to the addicts who are CLEARLY telling people what does and doesn't work for them?

And RIGHT as I wondered if Juliette had stopped looking for God, she finds Him in Hallie's church. She chats up the reverend, who tells her that praying is just a conversation, and then he leaves her alone so that she can ask God what she has asked every single other person so far this season: why she, a terrible terrible person in her own mind, survived when everyone else died. I kind of wish the priest had poked his head in and been like, "Psst, God just told me you WOULD have died, except that the pilot double-dipped in his queso last week so he leapfrogged up the list."

Rayna opens a manila envelope labeled, suspiciously, RAYNA. In it are rose petals and a multi-page handwritten profession of love. I feel like the stalker maybe should not have provided a handwriting sample, but you know, they say it's the gifts you make yourself that mean the most. This is another reason it'd be boring if Randall was the stalker. He WORKS AT HER OFFICE, so the odds of her seeing his handwriting are much greater.

However: Whoever wrote this letter obviously believes that "their" is the only form of that word. No "they're" or "there"; just "their." I desperately want this to be a plot point, and that the Grammar Cops see it as a sign of psychosis and crack the case when Zach Welles writes a tweet that says, "Their are great artists over their at Highway 65, where their getting great advice from Rayna."
If it was an accident... sorry, production folks. Proofread your props.

I have no idea what that shirt is. It looks like a soil diagram.

Scarlett has veered sharply from thin cotton sundresses into Nellie Oleson's blouse collection.

I love these fools. Will tells Avery all his problems -- basically, that he cares for Kevin, but also can't stop imagining life without Kevin -- and then decides moving in together will fix it. "UM NO THAT NEVER WORKS IN THE HISTORY OF EVER," is essentially Avery's reply. Will upbraids himself for not considering Avery's much larger issues with Juliette, and Avery is awesome so he points out that he'd much RATHER help Will. "Decide what you want, not what you think you should want," he advises, right as he loses ball and GAME OVER blurps up on the pinball machine.

I'm a nerd, so I looked up Nick Stellino, from this TV commercial. He has written cookbooks, but chiefly hosts cooking shows on public access... in Seattle. I wonder if someone on the writing staff is from there, or something.

These two have another of Nashville's trademark sensible conversations. Juliette owns up to all her drama and says she has always needed him but can't bear to be seen as a burden; Avery insists he loves her more than any human has ever loved another person. They start to hook up, but then he pulls away and says that while his love for her is deeper than the ocean and purer than water that has been run twice through a Brita filter, he needs some time, chiefly because the episode isn't over yet and he'd much rather save his grand gesture for a music montage.

Will clearly must have wanted to get caught, because he threw out the rental application in Kevin's house's garbage can. Note to self: Do not plot anything with Will.

Will then gets sadfaced at a gig, and opens with a song he and Kevin wrote together, all about their Feelings. This provides the montage glue we need, so that we can watch Kevin throwing all Will's leftover shirts and knick-knacks onto his front step and then crying (except poor Tepid Kevin is not that good an actor, so they can't go in too tight on any of this).

Deacon flops down on the bed and watches Rayna signing the financing deal with Zach Welles. I hope she checked the grammar in that thing first.

And then, Avey sweeps Juliette off the couch, throws her on the bed, and begins sweet sweet lovemaking. At the start of the hour, we opened on an overhead of Juliette on the bed and grunting, but it was from PT; now we get an overhead of her in deepest pleasure, from TLC. Synergy, y'all.
My affection for this show means I don't mind the languid pace, but I do think maybe it's time to end it. Here's why: I can't deal with breaking up Scarlett and Gunnar again. I won't accept Deacon and Rayna breaking up. And obviously Avery and Juliette are not allowed to split up anymore, for me, so... what's left? Bucky and Gunnar and Scarlett running Highway 65 with a whole new cast?
OH MY GOD. I just realized: WHERE IS GLENN?
