Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist

- Thanks for letting me make breakfast at your place.

Mm, and eat my food?

That, too.

I will go to the supermarket...

one day. How's it going in there?

- Not good. You know, the reason why I pulled out

all of my old workout equipment

and this sublime '80s aerobic video

was to get your endorphins up to make you feel better,

and you're in there scrambling eggs.

- I am too depressed to exercise, Mo.

I ruined my entire life yesterday.

At least that whole

singing your feelings out loud thing's over, right?

- Yeah, my powers seem to be back to normal.

I mean, if you call a neighbor heart-singing "Umbrella"

as they step out into the rain normal.

- I just call that uninspired. - I have no idea

what I'm supposed to say to Max and Simon today.

Is it possible to have feelings for two guys at the same time?

- Absolutely. I liked two guys once.

One was named Byron. The other one was named Bryan.

It got very complicated.

I just feel like the universe

keeps pointing me to Max, but if that's the case,

then why can't I stop thinking about Simon?

Because the heart song wants

what the heart song wants, my love.

And I want Simon to want me.

I do.

And I know I shouldn't, because

He's an engaged man?

He doesn't kiss like one. - No, he does not,

which is why I need to know what he's thinking.

- Well, then, go ask him, and stop torturing you and me,

and go get the clarity you and we need.

Good idea.

I'm gonna go visit my dad.

And then after,

I am gonna go get clarity from Simon.

At least then I know where I stand.

Watch your st...ep.

My old Thighmaster is down there

and my Shake Weight and my ab roller.

Oh, I should really stop watching QVC.

- My finger. - I'ma get you some ice.

Hi, Maggie.

Here's the air mattress you asked to borrow.

Thank you, Emily.

Full disclosure

David and I bought it for a fun camping trip,

and then we both realized we hate camping and fun.

Well, anything is better

than the office chair I've been sleeping in

for the last week and a half.

- Do you really have to keep doing this to yourself?

- Mitch and I have slept in the same bed together

for over 40 years, and it would just feel

too strange to not be in the same room with him.

- Well, how about having Howie carry him up the stairs?

- Yeah, it would be so horrible if he fell again,

and I think that Mitch feels that being carried is

is too demeaning.

But I'm not complaining.

I don't want to miss a single moment.

- Well, I think it's really beautiful,

the lengths you're willing to go to sleep with your husband.

I kicked David out of our room three times last week

because his feet touched mine.

Well, you never know.

One of these days, you might miss those feet.

Intimacy is very important in a marriage.

It's maybe the most important thing.

- So you would say it's a bad sign then

that David and I haven't had sex in

in months?

Well, it ain't great.

- I'm just used to David being the one who initiates,

and he hasn't really done that in a while.

- Emily, come on. You're a modern woman.

Don't wait for him.

You gotta just tell him what you want.

Hey, Dad.

How you feeling this morning?

Be warned.

I'm gonna start dropping by more often.

I need to absorb your natural positivity

and feed off of it like a grumpy vampire.

Hey, Zoey. How's it going?

Uh, honestly?

I think I'm broken.

- Is that duct tape and a popsicle stick?

Yep.

- It's resourceful, but useless. May I?

Ow. Ow, ow, ow.

- Oof, inflammation in the extensor tendon

at the MCP joint. How'd that happen?

- I, uh, tripped over an exercise device.

I tried to break my fall on a taxidermied peacock,

but I landed on a disco ball instead.

Wow, your gym sounds amazing.

Well, I don't think it's broken, but you jammed it pretty good.

I'll just immobilize it with this actual splint,

and that should do the trick.

Thank you.

"My turn"?

- We have a ritual that we've been doing

ever since I could walk and fall and hurt myself.

Thank you.

The crazy thing is, it actually works.

I guess dads just have a way

of making you feel better, you know?

- I left something on the stove.

What did I say?

So I just heard Howie sing...

and you joined in with him.

Does that mean you know what's going on?

"Daughter."

Howie's got a daughter?

- And they're having some issues?

And you want me to do something about it?

Well, how can I say no to that?

You hungry?

I make a mean fluffernutter.

I'll take a rain check.

But is something bothering you with a family member,

possibly of the daughter persuasion?

Your pop said something, huh?

Look, I am here to make your lives easier,

not the other way around. - But maybe I can help you.

You have a daughter. I am a daughter.

Plus, I owe you.

It's just seeing you and Mitch

kinda reminds me of me and my kid, Abigail,

or at least the way we used to be.

She's a senior at Berkeley.

We had a little dust-up a few months back

and haven't talked since.

Not a word? Nothing?

- Silence. She doesn't want anything to do with me.

- Maybe things have calmed down a bit,

and it couldn't hurt to reach out again?

Besides, no matter how angry we get...

daughters always love their fathers.

Maybe.

Man, I can't believe your dad ratted me out.

The whole reason I like taking care of patients like him

is they're good at keeping secrets.

- You are lucky I like you, buddy.

Hey.

- How'd it go with your dad last night?

It was...

emotional, but necessary.

Thank you for encouraging me to go over there and face him.

Sure.

- Also, I'm not singing all my feelings anymore.

That's great.

Right on back to reading other people's souls then,

whether they want you to or not.

Oh, you're gonna love this.

Leif just called in sick the same day

Joan is out of the office for a tech conference.

Great.

- Now, do we think that's a total coincidence, or

- You know, I'm really trying not to think

about anybody else's romantic feelings

for anybody else right now, but, uh, you do you.

Simon.

Could I talk to you for a sec?

- I, uh, wanted to talk to you about the kiss.

You know, our kiss, the one that happened

after I sang "I Want You to Want Me" to you yesterday.

Yeah. Yes, I remember it.

- And I actually wanted to talk to you about it, too.

- Oh, that's great. - Yeah.

So maybe you could go first,

just so I can get a sense of how you're thinking

about this whole crazy thing.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Um, I made a mistake,

as in, it was inappropriate of me to do that.

Um, you just sang those words

and did that thing on the floor, very hot.

Uh, I got lost in the moment, and it shouldn't have happened.

But it happened.

And I-I mean...

I feel like we both wanted it to happen.

Clearly we have a connection,

but it's definitely not a connection that I should have,

based on my current relationship status.

So, as much as we do connect

and I like connecting with you a lot

it's probably best that we don't connect like that anymore...

I don't think.

Right?

- Uh, thank you for the clarity.

Well, that didn't clarify...

Wow.

What exactly is going on in here?

A creative inspiration or a massive cry for help?