[flashback to January 2010:]
Cindy: Come on, how could he not be in love with you? The way you fall asleep on the couch doing the crossword.
The Mother: When did he see me fall asleep...?
Cindy: The way your hair smells. The way your eyes sparkle... [Cindy kisses her] I might have some stuff to figure out.
The Mother: You might.
Cindy: I'm so sorry.
The Mother: No, uh, it's okay. It was nice. I haven't been kissed in a really long time.