I loved the pep talk they gave Maggie about resisting the high pressure sales techniques in the car. I've been terminal and in bad shape for so long that we joke that I'm immortal or a zombie, so I've made my arrangements. But I've lost enough family members to know how they push you to overspend, playing on your grief and love, and I wanted to make sure my husband doesn't fall for it. After the house across the street sold for just under a million dollars and the new owners moved in with lots of expensive toys, living a lavish lifestyle, I learned they own a local funeral home. I begrudge them nothing, but I also used them to do what the kids did to Maggie last night. I told him, "When they make you feel like you're being cheap or not honoring my memory, just think, 'They just want another jet ski.'"
I'm currently sad for most of the characters. Zoey and her family, Max, Mo, Eddie, even Leif. But I love this show.