Apparently, being a young adult is a real drag for August. He can barely pull himself together long enough to get food.


What he can get excited for, though, is rekindling his friendship with this beauty you may remember as the random scout he chatted up a while ago. Her name is Rhea.


August: I know this may be unexpected and rash but I got you something.


Rhea: For me? You shouldn't have! We haven't seen each other in so long.


The actual gift will remain a mystery but Rhea clearly loves it. Somethin' is brewing and it's definitely not all because I need her genetics.


Meanwhile, Yogi is blue and we have to go back to the vet. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, DOG, GET IT TOGETHER!


Erick is so over the whole vet thing that he is choosing to stay outside and make friends with strays instead.

This cat is so fat.


I love when guests just start doing chores but, in this case, I'm really concerned about Rhea's lack of cold weather gear. Honey, I need you, you can't freeze to death on me now.

Great news, Erick brought the stray home. They're clearly very attached.


Erick: You're so snuggly and fat but Helena is allergic and she'd kill me. We can still meet in private, though.

What a freak.


Adrian: Ahhhh goo goo la la la, Yogi...

Oh, wait, let me translate this from Toddler to English.

August: What were you doing in my room, Yogi? If you sobbered all over my pillow again, I swear...


Arwen is having a rough time over something. Maybe the teenage years aren't as perfect as she thought they would be. Or maybe she's reading a real heartbreaker of a novel.


Just let it all out, honey.


Still on a high from his earlier rendezvous with Rhea, August decides to channel his energy into getting better at the guitar. He'll be a regular Jimmy Hendrix before we know it.


He's also giving this cooking thing another shot. Little does he know, however, that Rhea is just dying to be the best chef ever.


Speaking of rendezvous, Arwen has a new friend from school named Molly. They've come out to support August as he plays in public for the first time.


Buddy, you're probably better off facing the crowd. Even though there isn't one. Just turn around.


Molly seems to be quite into it but Arwen isn't so convinced. Also that lady in the back is definitely an August fan.


Arwen: Okay, is it acceptable to leave yet?
Molly: Shhh, I'm trying to appreciate the vibes.


Oh, God, he's gonna try his hand at singing. We haven't prepared for this!


Oh. Oh, my. Is Arwen... flirting? Is she, hopefully metaphorically, brushing dirt off her shoulder?


Okay, remain calm, this is happening. IT'S HAPPENING!


Deep breaths. We'll be fine. This is fine. Her first flirtatious encounter and our girl is already blowing kisses. What a pro.


Back home, Arwen is taking care of her brother as only a big sister can. Sweet dreams, bud.


Annnnnd, she's really proud of herself. Yeah, yeah, you got a cute girl to flirt with you, no big deal.


Oh, hey, ghost of Robert. Coming back to where you kicked the bucket, eh?


Crap! There's no sleeping z's! This is not a drill!


How fitting that the only one around to witness Yogi's death is the ghost of Helena's father.


Rest in peace, Yogi. You came after the best companion to ever exist and you filled those shoes well. We can only hope that your successor watches over this family the same way that you did.