Yeah, Tommy feels awkward. Sure, the place he was at fed him, but clearly not the best stuff. And now? Now he's happy to head out into the hall and wait for Billy to lead him to the kitchen. Where he pauses in the door at what all there is.

It's nothing special, not for Kaplan family standards. But the plates match. The glasses all have water and there's a pitcher with more on the table, there are multiple salad dressings and even salad bowls. And it's all... it's so much. Tommy bites his lip and refuses to get emotional over it.

"Tommy," Rebecca smiles, and look, she's even made sure that her and Jeff sit on the same side of the table rather than the heads of it, so Tommy doesn't have to sit by one of them. "Billy. We made plenty of extra, so you should be able to eat your fills."

"Thanks, Mr. and Mrs. K."