"You can't explain obsession, Tom. It just is."
-Lynette Scavo, Desperate Housewives, "I Wish I Could Forget You"

Sunday, February 28, 2010

DH recap: The Chase

Season Six, Episode Sixteen: "The Chase"

Gaby stands in her kitchen pouring a cereal called Kids into a bowl. Kids, by the way, looks suspiciously like Trix. Remember when Trix used to be good? That was before they changed the taste of it. Man I miss that. I wonder if Trix disguised as Kids is any better. Plus, as my friend pointed out, Kids is an awesome cereal name: Oh I'm eating a bowl of Kids. Classic. Mary Alice is less concerned about the cereal, though, and more concerned with what Gaby has learned since becoming a mother. It's too bad because this cereal thing could be a real eye-opener. Especially compared to what Gaby has learned: how to get gum off of a remote control (scrape it off); how to rescue a doll from the disposal (pull it out); and where to find disappointing report cards (under a pillow). Yeah, not too impressed. I think I win this one, Mary Alice; cereal trumps Gaby's mother-knowledge. No? Not interested? Damn.

"Gabrielle had also learned that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't please everyone." In this case, it's Juanita, who apparently has no desire to eat Kids. See, funny! Gaby basically tells Juanita to suck it up and then screams for Celia to come down for breakfast. Meanwhile, Juanita gripes about how Ana used to make her bacon for breakfast. Yeah. As if I believe that one, Juanita. Nice try. Oh, and then Gaby adds that Ana used to do the laundry and the windows. Clearly I've misjudged Ana. Or maybe this is just the first sign that this episode has entered a parallel universe where children behave directly opposite of how they always have before. Hmm.

Gaby calls for Celia again and Juanita mentions that she needs three dozen cupcakes for school that day. Just then, Celia finally appears and actually speaks! See! More proof that this is an odd day for the kids of Wisteria Lane! Gaby ignores what might be her daughter's first words and continues to flip out about the cupcake revelation. With his usual bad timing, Carlos arrives to ask Gaby to pick up his suit at the cleaners. "Yeah, after I fold the laundry, fry up some ham, and pull three dozen cupcakes out of my ass!" she yells. Carlos raises an eyebrow, apparently astute enough to realize he's walked in at a bad time. He doesn't comment further. Finally it's silent enough for Gaby to hear Celia whine, "Mo-om! My face itches!" And lo and behold, Celia is speckled with big, red dots.

At first Gaby thinks they're mosquito bites, but Carlos quickly figures out that it's chicken pox. Gaby's first concern: she doesn't have time for sick kids. Well I'd agree, since she just unceremoniously dumped all of her just-folded laundry back into the basket. No wonder she has no time if she's doing all her housework twice. Carlos tells Gaby to forget the dry cleaning and get Celia to the doctor and it's then that Gaby mentions that she's never had the chicken pox. Immediately Carlos goes from blase to concerned; he tells Gaby that chicken pox are dangerous for adults and that she needs to get out of the house ASAP. Gaby tries to protest that she has stuff to do around the house. Carlos: "I will take care of the house!" At that, Gaby shoves her laundry basket into Carlos' arms and says, "See ya!"

Wee little credits. They're so cute!

A man and a woman who I thought was Teri Hatcher at first glance but definitely isn't are making out in a bedroom. "Seduction," Mary Alice says, not nearly as seductively as she could. "Any soap opera fan will tell you it's an art best practiced on those who are vulnerable." Yeah. Or horny. Or on the run from some elaborate plot to frame one or both of them for murder. Or trapped on an island. I miss Days sometimes.

The camera pulls back from the couple to reveal that they're just two actors on a soap opera Katherine is watching while she cooks French toast. Both my sister and my mother commented that Katherine is dressed like June Cleaver in this scene, so I suppose it bears mentioning. She even has pearls. Just then Robin comes downstairs wearing a matching bra and panties set and a pink robe that she has opened to reveal everything. Katherine asks if she's hungry; Robin: "Oh, I am now!" Katherine finally looks at Robin and starts a little at the sight of her wearing next-to-nothing. Of course she doesn't comment and just goes back to cooking.

Robin sits down at the table and Katherine comes over to pour syrup on her breakfast. Seductively (see, I picked up on your theme, Mary Alice!), Robin presses her breasts together and compliments Katherine's cooking. Katherine totally checks out her boobs. Nice one, Katherine. Abruptly, Katherine goes to the counter to drink some coffee and Robin takes a bite of the French toast, dribbling syrup all over her breasts. She draws attention to this fact and Katherine gets all hot and bothered watching Robin lick syrup off of her bra. Slinking toward Robin, Katherine offers to remove her bra for her and just as she reaches back to undo the clasp...

Katherine wakes up in bed, panting, and glares at the TV, which is playing the same soap that was in her dream. And quite honestly, the fact that it was a dream makes me feel better. That was getting a little too much like some weird male porno fantasy for a minute. If that sort of cliche was their big plan for Katherine's lesbian plotline, I would have been really disappointed and slightly disgusted. As it is, though, this dream comes into play later and I actually like the conversation that results. Not that I doubt for a second that that scene was directed primarily at horny men. Moving on...

Robin knocks on Katherine's bedroom door and comes in. She asks Katherine what she wants for breakfast and Katherine says anything but French toast. Hardy har har.

Over at the Scavos', Lynette is watching the same soap opera while she pours cereal into a bowl. It doesn't look like Kids, unfortunately. Suddenly, Tom switches off the television and announces that he has the perfect name for the baby. Lynette nods encouragingly and Tom suggests Patricia. So if they hadn't lost their other baby he wanted twins named Patrick and Patricia? Wow, Tom. You just took awful, cutesy twin names to a whole new level. Also the name Patricia...meh. Lynette agrees with me and vetoes Tom's suggestion without much consideration. "I told you," she says, "I want to honor my aunt. We're naming her Polly." She smiles and rubs her belly; it's really cute. "Polly," says Tom skeptically. "Oh, okay. You get a peg leg, I'll get an eye patch and we'll carry her around on our shoulders." Heh. Personally I like Polly better than Patricia; also I think it fits into their "P" scheme better.

Before Tom and Lynette can argue any more, Penny runs downstairs and sits at the kitchen table with a big smile on her face. Lynette brings her the bowl of cereal she poured and kisses her on the head; Penny's face falls. "Where are my pancakes?" she asks. Lynette waves her off, promising to make pancakes that weekend, and prompting Penny to respond, "But I always get pancakes on my birthday." Lynette stares at her for a second and then turns to Tom; both of them share horrified expressions and it's clear that they completely forgot their daughter's birthday.

Improvising, Lynette tells Penny that she and Tom planned something better than a special breakfast this year. Of course Penny wants to know what and Lynette does her patented nervous laugh. "Like I'm going to tell you and ruin the big surprise," she lies. Panicked, she and Tom turn their backs on Penny. "How could you forget her birthday?" demands Tom. "Me?" asks Lynette. "I'm pregnant! I forget pants sometimes! What's your excuse?"

"What's my surprise?" Penny asks excitedly. Lynette and Tom turn around to give her reassuring smiles and then go back to conspiring. Unfortunately, the best Lynette comes up with is to ask Tom to cover her as she treads into this utter mess. They turn around to face Penny again and Lynette immediately launches into a speech about how birthday breakfasts are for kids. "Now that you're eleven, I was planning to make you the...best...birthday...dinner ever." Despite Lynette's attempts to go into sales pitch mode here, Penny isn't buying it; her face falls. Still, Lynette keeps trying to sell it, mentioning decorations, tons of presents and pin the tale on the donkey. Between Penny's face and her realization that she's totally blowing it, Lynette becomes less and less convincing as she goes on. "You forgot my birthday," says Penny, getting up from the table. "Wow."

Dejected, Lynette turns back to Tom who merely says, "There was no covering that, babe." Real helpful there, Tom. Lynette hangs her head in failure.

On a Sprint phone (does any other kind exist in DH world?), Andrew and another man are watching the same soap opera. Unfortunately, Bree doesn’t care about the must-see drama and snatches the phone away. Bree, by the way, is wearing a rather hideous top: it’s like flowers sprouted on her chest in a sad, gray color that doesn’t exist on flowers in nature. It makes me sad. Also it looks cheap and I’d bet good money that in reality it isn’t, which makes it extra awful.

Andrew tells Bree that he and Tad were just taking a break. Bree doesn’t care and asks to speak to Andrew alone; it takes Tad awhile to get the message, but eventually he leaves. “What’s up?” asks Andrew; he’s sporting hair that’s coiffed like one of the T-birds in Grease. Bree tells him that the flower arrangements they ordered arrived: all one hundred of them. Too bad they actually only need ten. Turns out Tad filled out the order form wrong. D’oh! Andrew says he’ll take care of it, but Bree wants to know exactly what he’s going to say. “Look, when Orson had his accident did you or did you not put me in charge?” asks Andrew. Bree agrees that she did, but adds that she’s “starting to think [he’s] not ready.” Ouch. Also since when is Andrew incompetent at this job? As I recall, he was already primarily handling the business end of this deal anyway, so what did his new duties include exactly? Was he cooking? I’d say that’s doubtful especially since Bree was catering an event just last week. This show is usually really good about not rewriting history like this; if they’re going to start getting sloppy with no explanation then I’m going to get disappointed quickly.

“Look,” argues Andrew, “I’m never going to figure this job out unless you let me make mistakes and learn from them.” Again: what the hell? They’re acting like Andrew just started this job! Why did Bree just give him that huge raise last year if he sucked? Oh wait. That's right. The parallel universe children. Okay. Carry on. Andrew asks Bree to let go of her control issues and let him do things his way. Just then, Tad reappears with some of the flower arrangements and spills a couple on the floor. Double d’oh! “Don’t worry Tad,” says Bree, glaring at Andrew, “as luck would have it we’ve got extra.”

Guess what? Roy is watching that same soap opera! Holy smokes! Also why is this soap on so early in the morning? Did everyone DVR it and decide to watch it over breakfast? Like everyone else, Roy isn’t going to see the end because he and Karen have guests: Susan and Mike. I’ll just say up front that I feel like Karen and Roy are the A-plot here and Susan and Mike were just stuck in because they were the only main characters left without a story this week. Basically this story could be told with any of the girls and their husbands and probably with 90% less stupidity. But we’re stuck with Susan. So…

At the breakfast table, Roy gets really excited because he gets to use salt. Apparently the rule is that he can put only salt on his food when they have company since he’s on a low-sodium diet. Livin’ large, aren’t you, Roy? He and Karen bicker about salt; he thinks food is tasteless without it and she doesn’t want him to die. “Well listen to you two,” Susan butts in. “You sound like a sweet old married couple.” Karen smiles and Roy shrugs indulgently; of course Susan can’t let it go and asks Roy if he ever thought of marrying Karen. Awkward looks abound. “What are you doing?” asks Mike as if it’s not obvious. I’m thinking that he’s just completely horrified to be witnessing this train wreck. Susan says she wants them to be as happy as she and Mike are. Roy says they’re perfectly happy living in sin.

This will probably come as a shock, but Susan can’t accept this. “Is that how Karen feels?” she asks. Hey, Susan, shut the hell up! And give me your earrings because they are totally beautiful and I want them! Mike desperately tries to shut Susan up with food; Susan won’t bite. See what I did there? Haaa! “Karen doesn’t care about marriage!” says Roy. Karen’s response: “Here, have some more salt.” Get it? Because she wants him dead for being so obtuse.

“I always figured you’d say no,” says Roy. Karen points out that because he hasn’t asked he can’t possibly know that; actually, she says, “So why don’t you grow a pair and find out?” Hey, remember when Mrs. McCluskey wasn’t super popular with all the neighbors and then Lynette kind of welcomed her into the fold out of guilt and then they became really close what with all the babysitting and conspiring and the fact that deep down Karen and Lynette are a lot alike? I miss that. A lot. And I will miss it even more later in this episode, but I’ll get to that.

“Are you serious?” asks Roy. Susan is like duh! Because Susan is profound like that. Roy kind of hisses as Susan, which is awesome, and then asks Mike for help getting down on one knee. Immediately, Susan wigs out, flapping her hands excitedly and babbling about how romantic it is. Yeah. You coercing him to propose is super romantic, Susan. “Karen,” Roy begins, “will you…Son of a b, there’s the battery to my hearing aid!” Karen puts her foot over the fallen battery so Roy won’t be distracted. “Okay, okay,” he says. “Karen, you wanna marry me?” “Golly, I don’t know what to say, this is all so sudden,” says Karen deadpan. Susan glares at her as though this has anything to do with what she thinks. Finally Karen says she’d love to marry Roy and they kiss. Susan slips Karen a high five and grins like the buffoon she is.

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Bob mixes a drink and asks Lee why Gaby brought so many suitcases if she's only staying a couple of days. Lee: "She said most of her dresses haven't had chicken pox either." Most? Which ones did? Bob looks at Lee in disbelief. Just then Gaby comes downstairs in a bathrobe looking refreshed. "That was amazing," she says. "I just took a nap in the middle of the day." Bob mentions that things must be a little different without her kids around and Gaby says that she hasn't taken a nap since Juanita crowned. But aren't you supposed to sleep when the baby sleeps? Did she never let those girls nap? That might explain some things.

Bob offers Gaby a pre-dinner cocktail and she's impressed not only by the alcohol but by the crystal glass. Gaby makes a couple more references to her unrefined, kid-friendly life (such as only seeing kid movies) and then downs her entire cocktail in one gulp. Lee quickly refills her glass. "I know I don't know you guys that well," says Gaby, "but I love you." I like that they've been neighbors for about eight years, Gaby claims not to know them well, and yet she's crashing there instead of with one of her many girl friends on the street. Interesting.

In what I'm sure ended up being a busy day, Tom and Lynette have hung a giant happy birthday sign along with streamers and balloons in their kitchen. They even all have party hats. However, there only appears to be one present on the table. I know it's last minute, but they forgot her birthday; couldn't they spring for a few more? Anyway, Tom, Penny and Lynette sit at the table while Porter stands and sucks in helium from a balloon. He talks in a squeaky voice, much to the delight of the table, and then Lynette announces that it's time for cake. "I got your favorite," she says. "Chocolate?" cries Penny. Ah, a girl after my own heart. Lynette blanches. "I got your second favorite." Wow, Lynette is really not having a good day.

Lynette pulls the cake out of a bakery box and Porter comes up beside her to light the candles. He asks if he can leave since he has a date in a half an hour. "No you cannot go!" says Lynette. "Preston's in Europe; Parker's at band practice. You are representing all siblings. Don't you feel bad we forgot her birthday?" Porter: "I didn't forget. I gave her a present this morning. So don't take it out on me that you and dad failed as parents." Porter says this very calmly and I like how soothing his voice has become; it was much whinier last season. Also, even though he's trying to bail, I'm super impressed that he came and wore a stupid hat and remembered her birthday. It makes me wish I had a big brother. Anyway, Lynette isn't too happy that Porter is on her back. As she says, "Oh well we used up all our good parenting on you. That's why you're so delightful." Hee!

Lynette brings the cake over and Tom gets the video camera ready to record. Just as Lynette counts them down to sing, Penny interrupts to ask who Polly is. A shot of the cake shows that it does indeed read, "Happy Birthday Polly." Wow. This might just beat that time Lynette killed Parker's imaginary friend as her worst mothering moment. She's appalled and Tom immediately starts looking for the erase button on the camera. I think that's called rewinding and recording over, Tom. Lynette quickly starts apologizing and launches into an explanation of how she has pregnant brain and she and Tom were discussing baby names, etc., etc. Porter squeezes Penny's arm reassuringly. "Let me fix this," Lynette cries, and she picks up a knife to smear over the name Polly. "Hey, that just made it worse!" she says, her tone almost hysterical with forced optimism. "How would you like a puppy?" And really, they could have completely capped the scene here by having Penny remind Lynette that she is, in fact, allergic to dogs, but instead Penny just tells her to forget it and storms off. "But you haven't opened your presents yet!" Oh good, there's more than one. "Come back!" Porter leans in and says, "Penny." Lynette: "I know her name!"

The next day, Nick Bolen washes dishes while watching the news. And once again he's wearing a shirt that is too small for him. What is up with this guy? He may be the worst dressed person in the history of Desperate Housewives. Angie suddenly storms in and fumes about how Danny left them a note saying he was going camping with his friend Eddie. Okay, first off all, Angie is kind of overreacting here. Danny is nineteen. Second of all, it is SO NOT THE NEXT DAY, so neither Angie or Nick has noticed their son has been gone for at least (and I stress, AT LEAST) two days. So in an episode all about bad parenting, I may have to nominate this as the worst.

Nick doesn't care that Danny is gone. In fact, all he says is, "Good for him." Angie: "He's never been by himself!" Oh my God, the kid is nineteen, people. It's time to let go! Nick points out that Danny is old enough to know how to survive in the woods for a couple of days. He concedes that maybe Danny should have asked them first, but that he thinks it's healthy, especially in light of Danny's suicide attempt. Angie sighs, still unsure. Nick says that eventually Danny is going to want to lead a normal life. Angie: "He's never gonna have a normal life. None of us will." Well not with that attitude.

Bree is on the phone with the florist complaining about all of the extra flower arrangements. Apparently she wants to load them off even though the mistake was hers. The door opens and a sharply dressed young man enters. Bree threatens to stop doing business with the florist and hangs up. Okay, and Bree is officially in the running for ugliest wardrobe of the episode. What the hell is she wearing now? It's brown. And it has another hideous rosette on it. And it's high necked and old lady-ish and just completely unappealing. Ugh. Bree asks the new guy what she can do for him. "Actually, the question is what can I do for you?" I hate this guy already.

Bree is obviously confused, having no idea who this bozo is. He finally introduces himself as Sam Allen and basically explains that he's a Bree stalker. He's read all of her interviews, been to her parties, has her cookbook...probably some Bree pictures up on the wall. Maybe he's even photoshopped himself into a few. The point is that he wants to work for her. Of course he does.

Bree tries to dismiss Sam without much discussion of this, but Sam launches into an oral recitation of his resume: he worked as a sous chef to put himself through business school. Plus he doesn't want to be paid well. Now I know he's crazy. He mentions that he respects Bree's traditional values and he wants to learn her way of life. Is he starting a Bree cult? Bree says she's fully staffed and she wouldn't know what to do with Sam. Sam seems to accept this and starts to leave, but gives Bree this parting advice: she can donate the extra flower arrangements to a hospital and write it off as charity. This, finally, gets Bree's attention.

There is a knock on Karen's door and Roy goes to answer it. Predictably, but unfortunately, it's Susan. She wants to talk to Karen about a bouquet she found in some magazine that she thinks would be perfect for the upcoming nuptials. Okay, seriously, why is Susan so invested in this wedding? Is the fact that she's settled down again turned her into a crazy matchmaking fiend? I want to smack her. Roy tells Susan that Karen's in the can and then gets snippy with her. He's upset because he and Karen "had a good thing going" and then Susan had to ruin it by opening her big mouth. He clearly hasn't known Susan long or he'd realize that's par for the course. Roy thinks that if he and Karen get married they'll fall apart because they're like salt. Susan doesn't get this analogy.

Roy comes outside and closes the door. He explains that he never cared about salt until his doctor told him he couldn't have it any more. The analogy clicks for Susan and she realizes that Roy means that if he marries Karen he's going to want to boink other women. Too bad the analogy isn't enough; Roy has to give an example. Turns out there's a blue haired chick who goes to Roy's stretching class. He never paid attention to her until he got engaged; now he wants her to ride his disco stick. "You're eighty years old, Roy. Infidelity is dangerous!" argues Susan. I'm confused by what either of those things have to do with one another. Is Susan just blathering random facts now? Heh. That would be funny.

Roy says he's still a randy teenage boy inside. Maybe he should hang out with Parker. They could try to score women together. Susan tells him that he's not allowed to kiss other women; she demands that he think of Karen whenever he wants to make out with some other babe. Apparently Roy is turned on by Susan's particular brand of crazy because he responds by grabbing her shoulders and pulling her in for a kiss. "Yeah, that's the stuff!" he says before going back inside. Susan is stunned.

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That night in the Delfinos' kitchen, Mike laughs hysterically. Apparently Susan has just relayed the kissing incident and he finds it much funnier than I do. "How is your wife being molested funny?" she asks. Mike: "It was just a kiss. From an eighty-year-old man." Since Susan doesn't see the humor, Mike jokingly asks if she wants him to beat Roy up. Sensing that Mike isn't going to see things from her point of view, Susan wants Mike to consider poor Karen, who Roy is determined to betray. Mike says it's Susan's fault that Roy feels trapped; Susan concedes that point and decides to call Karen and warn her. Now annoyed, Mike snatches the phone away from her and tells her that she's meddled enough. Susan disagrees. Mike: "Susan, he's having second thoughts. Come on. There's not a married man on earth that didn't have second thoughts before he got married." Dun dun dun! And the foot-in-mouth award in this episode goes to Mike! "Oh really?" asks Susan, teeth practically bared. Mike begins to laugh again, nervously this time, and quickly exits with a sandwich in hand.

Outside of Bob and Lee's, three men in a red convertible are dropping off Gaby and the guys. Gaby is all dolled up and laughing; she promises to remember Facebook the guys and wishes one of them good luck on his pec implants. Ew.

Once they're inside, Lee offers Gaby a nightcap which she enthusiastically accepts. She also makes another comment about how much she's missed the "gay" lifestyle. I don't know why, but this Gaby plot is really grating on my nerves this week. In an episode where I'd argue that bad mothering is the theme (not seduction), she's really the only mother grating on my nerves. Maybe because so much of this season has already been about Gaby's bad mothering? Maybe because Gaby really, really doesn't have that bad of a life and I'm sick of her whining about it? I'd argue that the worst Gaby has been through was her season two ongoing baby drama and then Carlos going blind and no longer being rich. And yeah, that's pretty sucky, but compared to what Bree and Lynette have been through...not so much. So I'm not exactly loving Gaby as of late which makes me kind of sad.

Regardless, this episode is still going. Bob says that he and Lee will throw a party for Gaby so she can truly celebrate being responsibility-free. Gaby is incredibly excited and asks them to invite the guys they went out with earlier. "Except Fernando," she adds. "He's prettier than me."

Bob presses play on the answering machine and lo and behold it's Carlos calling to let Gaby know the girls are no longer contagious. Gaby's face falls even as Lee sincerely says that it's good news (and how often is Lee sincere? Seriously, I kind of waited for Kevin Rahm to make the line sarcastic and then I realized he wasn't joking). Gaby disagrees with Lee's assessment. In fact, she goes a little crazy, ranting on and on about tasting freedom and not wanting to give it up. She even grabs Lee by his shirt and shakes him a little. "Well what are you going to tell Carlos?" asks Bob, unconcerned that Gaby is attacking his husband.

Cut to Carlos talking on the phone while lying in bed. "Oh no, a stomach virus," he says, sounding only mildly concerned. Wow, that's like a bad excuse I use to get out of my Tuesday night class when the thought of going is just unbearable. Now I know Gaby's desperate. She claims she's throwing up, but back at Bob and Lee's all she's doing is mixing a drink. She tells Carlos that the doctor said she only has a 24-hour bug, so she should be home soon. "Hangover," Lee subtly reminds Gaby. Gaby: "Or a 36-hour thing. Gotta go. Bye." She hangs up and gets to work drinking. "I said I was throwing up. Don't wanna be a liar."

The next day, Bree finally looks amazing. Thank God. She's getting bags out of the trunk of her car while arguing with Andrew. Since he's in charge, he's upset that he wasn't consulted about her hiring Sam. "I hired Sam to help you," says Bree; Andrew says he doesn't need Sam's help.

As they walk inside the catering kitchen, Bree says that she doesn't think Andrew has things under control and that she won't let her business fall apart. What the hell has happened to Andrew in the last year that he suddenly can't do this job? I know that Shawn Pyfrom is no longer a regular, but some kind of lead-in to this would have been nice, DH writers. Andrew indicates to Bree that they're not alone and she turns around to find Sam sitting at a computer. "Sam, I thought you'd gone home," she says, clearly embarrassed that he overheard the fight. Sam says he stayed late to finish their inventory. By himself? On his first day? Okay, now that is really, really weird. Inventory is a giant pain in the ass. Trust me, I know.
Bree, however, is impressed.

"I also wanted to talk about Tad," mentions Sam. Immediately Andrew gets defensive, especially when Sam says that every task he's given Tad has gone poorly. Uh, he's been there a day. Who the hell is he to pass judgment on the other employees? Sam wants Tad fired; Andrew automatically says no. "Andrew, you have to admit he's more than a little incompetent," says Bree. "Give him a chance," Andrew says emotionally, "he's just a kid."

"You're having an affair with him, aren't you?" asks Sam. Bree balks at the suggestion, but Sam points out that Andrew isn't denying it. When Bree notices that this is true, she asks Andrew directly if he's had sex with Tad. "Just once," says Andrew. Bree grabs his arm and drags him away from Sam (as though that will keep him from hearing), as Andrew explains, "He came on to me. It was late and I'd been drinking." Unsurprisingly, Bree is disappointed in Andrew for cheating on Alex. I'm surprised they remember Alex. "And you're married to Orson!" snaps Andrew. "Yeah, I know about Karl Mayer. Hello, pot, I'm kettle. Nice to meet you." Now I have to say that on my initial viewing, I commented that Andrew really is his father's son, completely forgetting about Bree's affair until Andrew's line about Karl. I don't know if that's pathetic on my part or just further proof of how forgettable that storyline ended up being.

"I cannot believe you would bring this up in front of a stranger!" hisses Bree. Oh, but she was totally cool with discussing his infidelity. Andrew agrees with me: "Yeah, you know me. Hypocrisy just makes me forget my manners." Finally, Sam speaks up about leaving. Too little, too late, oh sinister one. Bree says he should, but that he needs to be back bright and early the next day to help her fire Tad. Andrew tells Bree that she can't. "Yes, I can," she says firmly. "I can fire anyone I want." And that was definitely a threat. There's that high standard of mothering again. Andrew shakes his head and then glares at Sam. I hope Andrew takes him down. I would totally be cool with the resurgence of evil Andrew if it means destroying this bastard. Go Andrew, go!

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Katherine finishes relaying her dream about Robin to her therapist. "What do you think that means?" she asks. The therapist thinks that it's straightforward, but Katherine says she's not a lesbian. In fact, she goes on to suggest that the dream is really about how she's starting to think that women are the only safe option left after so many bad relationships with men. She has had the worst string of guys on this show. Except for Nathan Fillion. I miss him so.

"Why are you even thinking about relationships at all with men or women?" asks the therapist. "You're still fragile." Katherine sighs. He goes on to say that once she's stronger, they can talk about who she's attracted to. "But I'm not attracted to her!" Katherine insists. She doesn't believe that women her age just wake up one day with an entirely new sexual identity. Regardless of any of this, the therapist thinks that Robin is hurting Katherine's recovery and that Katherine should consider asking her to move out. Katherine looks disappointed.

At the grocery store, Angie and Nick are shopping. Nick is STILL wearing clothes that are too small. In fact, they might been the same clothes he was wearing earlier in the episode (which was like three days ago in their time!). I really hope that they have the husbands on this show do commentary on the season six DVDs because they were awesome about ripping on the wardrobes when they commented in season five. I'd love to hear what they have to say about this. While Angie examines the tuna, Nick wanders off to find some beer. At that moment, Angie spots Danny's friend Eddie standing in line at the check out. Of course she heads over to talk to him; he tries and fails to run away.

Eddie greets Angie nervously but she gives him no pleasantries in return, simply demanding to know where Danny is. Eddie fumbles awkwardly and the best excuse he can give is that Danny went by himself. He's a horrible liar and Angie knows it. "Spill it!" she demands. Before Eddie can, Nick walks up; he is much less concerned about Eddie's appearance at the grocery store. Angie won't let Nick interrupt, so Eddie confesses that Danny went to New York to find Ana. Angie and Nick share a concerned look and then Angie drags Nick away from Eddie.

"Hey, hey, don't freak out," advises Nick. When isn't Angie freaking out? "What if he goes to the old neighborhood?" asks Angie. Nick says that Patrick won't find Danny, but Angie reminds him that Patrick found them "the last time." "Come on. I gotta go pack." They leave. Is it too much to hope that Patrick kills all of the Bolens and Ana?

Bree sits at her desk looking reflectively at a World's Greatest Son mug. Did she buy that for Andrew or did he get it himself a la Michael Scott? Sam enters, interrupting her musings. They make small talk and then while Sam makes coffee, Bree tries to explain away her fight with Andrew. "Driven, successful people like you have complicated lives," says Sam. "But specifics are none of my business." Bree sighs. "My relationship with Andrew is, to say the least, complicated." Aw, but Bree, you two were getting along so well! Don't give up on him again!

Sam gets smarmy and says that children in a family business often feel a sense of entitlement. He lays out Bree's options: keep coddling Andrew and hope that he'll change or cut the apron strings and trust that everything she's taught him will pay off. Bree doesn't give him an answer, but just the fact that she's considering firing Andrew is crazy. Sam certainly worked his evil mojo quickly. He tells Bree to go back to the house and get some sleep; he has everything under control. Bree leaves and Sam ominously picks up Andrew's mug for his coffee. Yeah. Andrew definitely better take him down.

A school bus drops off a bunch of neighborhood kids and Lynette is there waiting for Penny. When she doesn't get off of the bus, Lynette knocks on the closed door and asks the bus driver where Penny is. He says that Penny wasn't on the bus; he assumed she went home early from school. Just as Lynette starts to panic, a girl comes up behind her and hands her a note from Penny. "She's running away," the girl explains. Well then, was the note even necessary? I guess it was considerate of Penny to send it.

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Shortly thereafter, Lynette and Tom meet with a detective about Penny running away. Tom sure has been leaving work early a lot lately. I guess he's lucked out with Carlos' guilty conscience. The detective asks them if there were any problems at home and Lynette says no. Tom looks at her in surprise and Lynette concedes, "Well we did kind of forget her birthday." The detective looks at them, disgusted, and it seems to guilt Tom into adding, "And she put the wrong name on her birthday cake." Lynette: "Honey, can we please stick to the facts that pertain to the case?"

The detective wants to know how Lynette could get her daughter's name wrong. "Are you people involved in narcotics?" she asks. Lynette strenuously denies this, offering her pregnant brain as an excuse. "Surely you can understand that," she says. "I'm not pregnant," says the detective. And really, she doesn't even look pregnant, just slightly overweight, so I'm almost considering taking away Mike's foot-in-mouth award and giving it to my girl Lynette here instead. "You're not going to look for our daughter, are you?" realizes Lynette. Before the detective answers, her phone rings. Lynette sits back dejectedly and takes Tom's hand. A minute later, the detective gets off the phone and explains that Penny is fine; she used one of their credit cards to check into a hotel. The Scavos are relieved.

Cut to the hotel room, which Lynette opens the door to without knocking. Penny sits on the bed in her school uniform working on her homework. For a second, Lynette looks like she's just going to waltz in, but then she hovers at the door and asks Penny if she can come in. Penny nods slightly and Lynette steps into the room and shuts the door. "Wow, marble bath, flat screen, eight dollar can of peanuts...nice!" She laughs nervously, but Penny doesn't respond, so Lynette drops the pretense. "Sweetie, I am so sorry about the cake," she says. "And about forgetting your birthday. I know you hate me right now and I don't blame you." Finally, Penny looks up from her homework and responds. "I don't hate you. I hate that." She points to Lynette's stomach. Realization finally dawns: "Oh. Because you're not gonna be the baby anymore."

Lynette sits down on the bed and pulls Penny's homework away from her. She tells Penny that she's missing the big picture: with Preston gone and Porter poised to move out, the women of the Scavo house will be in the majority once the baby comes. "Do you know what that means?" she asks. "Women get veto power over what TV shows to watch, what take-out to get. And just think: think of a world where the toilet seat is never up! This is our time to take them down!" Lynette tackles Penny and starts to tickle her; Penny erupts in giggles. After a moment, both girls settle down. Lynette strokes Penny's arm and cheek and it's the most legitimate mother-like moment in an episode (arguably) all about mothering. Have I mentioned how much I love Felicity Huffman? Penny apologizes for running away and says they can go home. Lynette has a better idea: they should order hot fudge sundaes and spend the night. Penny readily agrees, so Lynette rolls over to grab the phone. "You know, Mom," says Penny, "if you have two more girls we'll take the lead." Lynette looks over, horrified; "Let's just order our sundaes." So congrats to Kendall Applegate on her first real plot on this show! It's nice to see them finally flesh out the character of Penny a little.

Well it's probably a good night to spend in a hotel because over at Bob and Lee's a party is in full swing. Gaby is entertaining the crowd with a story about how a sheik offered her a million dollars to sleep with him and when she slapped him she got twenty grand. How great to be Gabrielle. Suddenly Bob breaks through the crowd to give Gaby the phone; it's Juanita. Gaby excuses herself to talk to her daughter, but she can barely hear Juanita over the noise so she goes to find a quieter place to talk.

Upstairs, Gaby enters a room, ignoring the wet paint sign on the door, and is surprised to find herself in what appears to be a nursery. And man oh man can Bob and Lee decorate. It's just about the cutest nursery ever with brightly colored walls, stuffed animals and cool artwork. Gaby is clearly thrown off and when Bob walks in she tells Juanita that she'll call her back. Confirming Gaby's notion that they're in a nursery, Bob explains that he and Lee are trying to adopt a baby. "It's something we've wanted for years," he says. Ever tactful, Gaby asks why they'd want to do that when they have such a great life.

Bob goes on to tell a very sad story. He tells Gaby that last month they got a call about adopting a baby girl in Ohio and they flew out. After holding the little girl in their arms for two days, they went out to buy a car seat to take her home. While they were gone the mother changed her mind. Now this is a perfect set-up; I love that they brought Gaby in for this explanation. It works so much better than it would have with any other character. "I know how that feels," says Gaby quietly and I am so incredibly grateful that the writers managed to remember baby Lily. I also love that they didn't launch into a big explanation to enlighten more casual viewers. No. This is just for loyal fans and it works fantastically. "You may envy our life, Gaby," says Bob with tears in his eyes, "but it's nothing compared to how we envy yours."

A few minutes later, Gaby comes downstairs with her suitcases in hand. Lee rushes up to her and asks where she's going. "Juanita scored her first goal in soccer and she wants to tell me all about it," says Gaby as an explanation. Lee nods, understanding. Gaby give him a huge hug and they both get a little weepy. Then Gaby finally goes home.

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Susan walks into Karen's house and starts babbling about the wedding, but before she gets to any kind of point she notices that Karen is crying. She asks what's wrong and Karen says that the doctor found a spot on her lung. He thinks she might have lung cancer. Is it too early to be optimistic that since Kathryn Joosten just beat lung cancer in real life that Karen will beat it too? Susan takes Karen's hand.

So remember how I just mentioned how apt it was that Gaby was the one Bob told about the baby? I'd like to point out just how much more effective and poignant this scene would be if Lynette was there instead of Susan. I'll be really frank here: I love Lynette and Karen together. As I said before, they are similar characters and I always thought they had a bit of a mother-daughter vibe going in addition to their friendship. I feel like in the past two seasons the writers have really abandoned that; I'm not sure why they would, but their interactions have certainly been lacking. And this would have been a perfect time to have a scene between the two of them. I feel like it was an opportunity squandered and if the writers don't provide me something to make up for it soon I'm just going to have to write a fanfic and do it myself.

Susan comes back outside and runs into Roy, who is rocking two different plaid shirts. This episode really had some bold fashion statements. Roy can tell by Susan's face that Karen told her the news. He's optimistic though; "Cancer picked a fight with the wrong broad," he tells Susan. So true. You know who cancer could totally whip, though? Susan. Yeah, I said it. And I really don't feel bad because the next thing Susan says it that maybe it's not a good time for Roy and Karen to get married. God, Susan, do you EVER shut up?

"We're getting married as soon as we can," says Roy. The diagnosis made him realize that losing his freedom is nothing compared to the possibility of losing Karen. Susan gets all sentimental and puts her hands on Roy's face. He tells her to watch it; "One kiss is all you get."

Katherine drinks wine in her living room. Robin comes in and announces excitedly that she got a job as a hostess so now she can help out with the bills. She even brought home a bottle of champagne to celebrate. As she opens it, the champagne bubbles over and spills all over the blouse Robin borrowed from Katherine for the interview. Immediately Robin begins to take off the blouse so she can wash it out and Katherine gets frantic. She tries to keep Robin from removing the shirt, but Robin has it off before Katherine can say "dry cleaners." Bothered by Robin's half-nakedness, Katherine blurts out that Robin has to leave. Hurt and confused, Robin wants to know why, but the best Katherine can give her is that it's complicated.

Robin apologizes if she did something wrong and heads upstairs to pack. Feeling guilty, Katherine admits that the problem is how much she likes Robin. She even says that she has feelings for Robin that she doesn't understand. They're both crying at this point. Robin says she's had feelings for Katherine too and agrees that it would be better if she did leave. She goes upstairs.

As Katherine contemplates her lonely living space, she realizes how empty the house will be without Robin. She heads upstairs and enters Robin's room. Robin smiles and Mary Alice silkily says, "Seduction is an art. Subtle methods of coercion are used to sway the susceptible." Outside Bob and Lee have a whole group of gay men out on their porch; they eagerly wave Gaby to come over, but she refuses. "And those who are determined will take their time to get what they want." In the office, Sam hands Bree a file and smirks evilly. "And when the seduction is successful, those who succumbed ask themselves, 'Was I seduced or was this what I wanted all along?'" Katherine and Robin are naked in bed together; Katherine looks perturbed.

And thus wraps up another episode. I give it a B-. I think it was mostly laying groundwork for storylines to come (Andrew/Bree/Sam and Angie in New York, primarily, but also Karen's cancer and Bob and Lee trying to adopt). The filler plots for the other characters had their moments, but nothing truly stellar (although that Lynette/Penny scene will become a favorite of mine). All-in-all I'd say it was pretty good. Now if only I didn't have to wait two weeks for the next one...

Sunday, February 21, 2010

DH recap: Lovely

Season Six, Episode Fifteen: "Lovely"

The episode opens with a shot of Robin, who holds a bottle of wine and applies lipstick in the middle of Wisteria Lane. Mary Alice says, "The first thing you need to know about Robin Gallagher was that everyone liked to look at her." I think the first thing I need to know is why Robin is touching up her lipstick out on the street instead of inside Susan's house; she's standing right outside of it so I'm guessing she just left. Maybe things like this are why people look at her. Oh, no, I guess that's just me, because Mary Alice mentions that it's that: "They liked to stare at her legs," (Parker, tying his shoes, watches as Robin walks down the street), "and her breasts," (random neighbor raking his lawn), "and her hair," (a white-clad delivery man). Robin arrives at Gaby's where Susan waits outside to usher her into the house. "And once they were done," Mary Alice finishes, "people would begin to ask..."

"Who is this?" says Roy with a big ol' smile. Susan introduces Robin to the group, which, in addition to Roy, includes Karen, Bree, Lynette, and Gaby. Apparently Susan brought Robin to the party as her guest since Mike couldn't make it. I would hope that she'd bring Robin even if Mike could come so she could get to know the neighbors. Roy flirts a little with Robin, to Karen's consternation, and then the camera cuts to the living room where Tom, Orson and Carlos are chatting with Katherine. It turns out that this is a welcome home party for her; the guys seem to give her a lukewarm reception. It's about what I would expect from the three of them; I could probably count on one hand the number of times they've interacted with Katherine.

Katherine cautiously starts to explain how reluctant she was to come back since she wasn't sure how the neighbors would react. As she's giving this heartfelt speech, Carlos spots Robin and elbows Tom. "I guess there's always that fear that people are going to reject you," finishes Katherine, just as Tom slaps Orson's arm to draw his attention to Robin. Without even giving Katherine a courtesy response, Carlos asks, "Do I smell appetizers?" and all three of the guys cross the room to go meet Robin.

"Hello, Susan!" Carlos greets more enthusiastically than I'm sure Susan's ever heard from anyone. "Who's your new friend?" Susan grins and introduces all four men--this includes Roy, even though he's been standing there the whole time. "I hope you got all that," says Tom with a goofy smile, "'cause there's gonna be a quiz later." The men all chuckle. Lynette: "Oh God."

"So, Robin, welcome to my humble abode," says Carlos, complete with an arm wave and a bow. Now it's Gaby's turn to shoot her husband a dirty look. Robin thanks him and mentions how different suburbia is, what with the tall ceilings. Yeah, that's always what catches my eye too. "Fascinating. Just fascinating," says Orson, causing Bree to gaze at him questionably. All of the guys now sport dopey grins and I have to say that Orson sells it the best. The ladies could probably have an argument over whose husband acts the dumbest here. I really can't say for sure: between the drool that's practically hanging off of Orson's lip, Tom's ridiculous flirtation and Carlos' over-the-top gesturing, it's practically a toss up.

Robin mentions that she's going to be living with Susan for awhile and immediately the girls' eyes go wide. Gaby offers to get Susan a drink, then practically paws her arm off as she grabs her and hauls her to the living room. The other women follow, leaving Robin with their men. "So, you wanna tell us about your new friend? Or should I say 'roommate?'" asks Lynette. I'm not sure why she needed air quotes there; is she implying that Susan and Robin have some kind of other relationship? Susan explains that Robin is down-on-her-luck and that Susan feels responsible because she basically told her to quit her job. And at this point I'm completely distracted by the cut-out hole in the top of Susan's shirt. It's not necessarily a bad fashion choice, but it does draw an odd amount of attention to her boob.

Bree asks what was wrong with Robin's job and Susan leans in to confess to the girls, first mentioning that they probably shouldn't tell the guys. Uh, except Mike totally knows and I can't imagine he's going to keep it a secret. Especially from his best friend Carlos. Before Susan can get the word out, though, the girls hear Carlos exclaim, "That's wild! So you used to be a stripper?" Susan sighs and Robin looks over at the ladies almost apologetically. At this point, Mary Alice butts back in, saying, "Yes, everyone liked to look at Robin Gallagher, but not everyone liked what they saw." The girls glare at Susan.

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Still at the party, Bree passes out appetizers to the guys (who are now conversing Robin-free) and then heads into the kitchen where the other women still gossip about Susan's decision. "You moved a stripper into the neighborhood? What were you thinking?" demands Lynette. She's wielding a knife, Susan, be careful! Don't underestimate how fast she can move! She's surprisingly limber for being so pregnant! Susan sheepishly asks them to give Robin a chance, but Gaby is on Lynette's side. Fortunately for Susan, Katherine enters at that moment and mentions how great Robin seems. Bree: "Did she mention she's a stripper?" Katherine: "Did she have to?" I'm not sure if Katherine means that as "Well, duh, it's obvious" or as "Does that matter?" I'd like to give her credit for the latter, but I'm not sure any of the girls on this street are that generous.

Susan stresses that she's the only one who should feel at all threatened by Robin--what with her living in her house--but she's not. At all. Bree is skeptical. "She's a nice girl," argues Susan. "Yes, nice, blond, and you can bounce a quarter off her ass. I'm telling you, she's trouble," says the only other blond in the room. Katherine thinks they should give Robin a chance since she can't be any crazier than Katherine was and Bree agrees. "Well I'm all for being open-minded," says Lynette, "but I have teenage boys at home. The last thing I need next door is a stripper." And with that the screen goes black and the show introduces us to:

Lynette and The Stripper

There is a knock on the front door of the Scavos' and Lynette answers to find three geeky teenage boys. Turns out they're Parker's friends and they're there to pick him up for school. With extreme eagerness, the blow past Lynette before she can even invite them in and charge upstairs. Exasperated, Lynette shuts the door and heads back into the living room where Tom sits on the couch doing some work.

"So are you ever going to get back to folding the laundry?" asks Tom, gesturing to a pile of clothes on the coffee table. Lynette shoots him an aggravated look. "Well I thought I'd treat myself and wash the breakfast dishes first." Clearly headed for certain doom, Tom replies, "Well you started this, don't you think you should finish?" Annoyed, Lynette picks up the pile of clothes and tells Tom to go for it himself since he's so passionate about it. It's then that she spies a jewelry box that Tom hid underneath the pile of laundry and her face lights up. "Okay, you just went from jerk to adorable real quick," she says, unable to hide her smile. Tom stands up and wishes her a happy anniversary before he kisses her and pulls her into a hug.

Her arms still around Tom, Lynette opens the box and finds a gorgeous diamond ring inside. She gasps, surprised, and pecks Tom again. "Wait until you see your present," she says with a little shimmy. "You can unwrap it tonight when the kids are asleep." "Or," Tom kisses Lynette again, "how about after they leave for school?" Lynette giggles and he kisses a third time before leaning in to start planting some wet ones on her neck. Too bad for Tom, bringing up the kids sparks Lynette's mommy-sensors and she suddenly wonders why they haven't left for school yet.

Lynette heads up to Parker's room and tries to eavesdrop at the door, but there's not a peep to be heard. She opens the door without knocking and finds all four of the boys lined up at Parker's window. "Hey boys," she greets, startling them. "What's going on?" Parker subtly sets down binoculars and doesn't answer beyond mentioning that they're late for school. The four teens skedaddle and Lynette meanders to the window to see what caught their attention. Turns out it's Robin taking a shower. Which begs the question: who else at the Delfinos' has Parker been spying on over the years?

Minutes later, Robin opens her front door with completely dry hair, wearing a cheetah-print bathrobe. Without hesitation, Lynette asks Robin to close her blinds the next time she takes a shower since she has a sixteen-year-old son with binoculars and horny friends. I'd argue that Parker is seventeen, but I'm incredibly impressed that the show even bumped him up to sixteen; I was expecting fourteen. So kudos! "You may have retired from the strip club, but you're still doing seven shows a week," says Lynette. "Well at least they didn't have to pay a cover charge, right?" jokes Robin. Lynette is less than amused and gives Robin a sanctimonious little speech about how she owes it to the community to be a good neighbor. "You have a responsibility to the neighbors. Especially the ones with innocent children." Oh Lynette, when have your kids ever been innocent?

"Well they're not all so innocent," Robin says before Lynette can storm away. "Yesterday that son of yours asked me if I would have sex with him." Lynette is flabbergasted. "Parker?" she asks. "My Parker? Red hair? Skinny? Still sleeps in a bed shaped like a race car Parker?" Oh I hope that last part is facetious. Robin nods. "Of course I said no. Then he offered me cash." Heh. Remember when Parker offered Mrs. McCluskey a Fudgesicle if she showed him her vagina?

Later that day, Parker returns home from school to find both of his parents at home. Did Tom cut work early for this latest family crisis? They beckon him into the kitchen and tell him to take a seat. "What's up?" asks Parker. How can he not realize he's heading straight into a trap. I guess he takes after Tom. "We hoped it would be another year before we had the parent-son conversation where we tell you not to offer your neighbor money for sex." Parker: "Oh crap! She told?" Lynette's eyes nearly bug out of her head. "Yeah," says Tom. "You might want to pick a more discreet stripper next time."

"What were you thinking?" asks Lynette. "We raised you better than that? Didn't we?" Tom: "Yeah, we did." Lynette: "We did. So what do you have to say for yourself?" Now if I were Parker, I'd point out that at least I didn't sleep with my best friend's mother, but his only defense is that he really, really, really wanted to have sex. Tom: "Three reallys? Well in that case here's a twenty. Go back and try again." Lynette slaps his arm and then tries to rationalize with Parker. She wants to know why he would pay someone to have sex with him. "Because I'm the only one of my friends who hasn't lost his virginity." Lynette laughs; she tells Parker that "Pimples, Braces and Beam-Me-Up-Scotty" haven't lost their virginity yet either. They were pretty geeky. Poor Parker says that he's never going to have sex because girls don't look at him that way. At this point, Tom literally tags Lynette out and sits down across from Parker to take over.

"Hey," he says, then he grasps Parker's cheeks and shakes him a little. "Knock it off! You are a great kid! You don't need to pay for it! In a few years, when you're emotionally ready, you'll meet the right girl and you'll have tons of sex." Lynette slaps Tom with a mixing spoon. "After you're married." Parker gives a little smile and apologizes, although I'm not sure if he really believes Tom or not. Maybe Tom should have told him about how he wasn't even kissed until he was eighteen. That might have cheered Parker up a little more. As it is, Parker leaves the room and Lynette congratulates Tom on doing a great job, even giving him a little peck on the cheek. "Do you think he bought it?" asks Tom. Lynette: "Bought what?" Tom: "You know." Lynette totally doesn't, so Tom clarifies, "Guys always pay for sex in some way. Dinner, flowers," Tom stands and leans in close to his wife, "antique rings." Tom's ability to step into it always amazes me. Way to go there, Tom!

"Whoa. Whoa! You think that's the only reason we're having sex tonight?" demands Lynette. Somehow Tom doesn't notice that she's completely pissed off. "Of course not," he says, but he's not backing up to apologize or correct himself. Instead he adds, "It's our anniversary. It's a give-in. Like turkey on Thanksgiving. Although I am hoping the ring gets me upgraded from missionary." Oh Tom. You fool. You never, ever know when to shut up. "Forget about upgrades. You just got bumped off the flight," snaps Lynette. Somehow, Tom doesn't understand what's going on and asks why she's so upset. "Because I didn't know I was married to such a cynical lug-nut," says Lynette. Excuse me while I laugh and laugh at this ridiculous phrase for a few minutes. Where the hell did the writers pull that one out from? It reminds me of the time my history teacher mocked my one friend for using the word "rouge." Still not getting it, although realizing things are getting serious, Tom asks, "Are we really not gonna have sex tonight?" Lynette: "Don't worry, Tom. In a few years, when you're emotionally ready, you're going to have tons of sex." And wow, that is one pissed off look on Tom's face.

That night, Lynette is in bed reading a book when Tom gently starts to run his fingers over her hand. "So you really liked the ring?" he asks softly, clearly aiming to seduce her. I kind of wish we'd gotten to see just how he naively got his hopes up again. I guess Tom is just an eternal optimist. "Yep," says Lynette shortly. Tom smiles. "Did you read the inscription?" he asks. "To my darling--" Lynette: "We're not having sex, Tom." Tom groans and rolls onto his back exasperated. "Come on," he whines. "Why not?" Lynette turns a page in her book; is that just for show or is she that skilled of a reader? "Because I am still upset by what you said," she explains. "Do you really think that women only sleep with men if they buy them things?"

"No," says Tom sarcastically. "I think super models sleep with eighty-year-old millionaires because they love to hear stories about when bread was five cents a loaf." Validly, Lynette points out: "Well I'm not a model and you're no millionaire, so I'm thinking you owe me an apology." Instead of just saying he's sorry, Tom decides he needs to win this argument. He tells Lynette that after their first two dates at a cheap restaurant he dropped two hundred bucks at some French place and that night she finally put out. "Er, we finally made love," he corrects quickly. Lynette calls him an idiot, throws her book down and pushes Tom onto his back so she can climb on top of him. Like I said, she really moves fast for a woman who must be in her third trimester by now. "I did not put out because you bought me an expensive dinner," says Lynette, slapping Tom's face lightly. "I did it because you showed up for the date with a light bulb to replace the one that had burned out in the hallway to my apartment. Remember? You said I didn't live in the best neighborhood..."

"And I was worried about you," Tom finishes, now grinning like a fool. "Bingo!" says Lynette. She gives him a flirtatious smile. "I was ready to do you right then and there." Tom is surprised; "That's all it takes? Me showing you I care? 'Cause that's easy." Oh Tom. I can't believe it took you twenty years of marriage to figure this out. Lynette: "And now it's time for your anniversary present." So Tom gets laid after all! A happy ending for everyone involved.

The next day, Lynette approaches Robin again with a much friendlier attitude. She sincerely apologizes for being a bitch the day before and Robin graciously accepts. Of course, she also can't help giving a little back to Lynette too by asking her to close her drapes the next time she goes down on Tom. Hehehe.

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Bree and The Stripper

In what appears to be the Hodges' study, Bree helps Orson get into a tiny, single bed. It resembles a hospital bed and it makes me really sad just to look at it. No wonder Orson was suicidal. Bree reminds Orson that she's catering a Bar Mitzvah the following day and asks if Orson needs anything before she leaves. He says no; he has rehab and Roy offered to take him to the park. For a moment, Bree and Orson stare at one another; the both seem on the verge of saying something, but neither has the courage to spit it out. Instead, they simultaneously begin to talk, Bree asking if Orson wants to watch a movie and Orson saying he wants to read. I get the impression that's not what either of them intended to say. "I guess we could watch--" begins Orson, but Bree cuts him off, saying, "No, you want to read? Go ahead." Bree heads toward the door, pausing long enough to remind Orson to ring his bell if he needs her for anything. "I'm sure I'll be fine," says Orson.

On what I would guess is the next day, Bree stands in her catering kitchen, mixing up a pot of something that I'm sure is delicious. Suddenly she's interrupted by Robin, who wants a favor. "Susan and Mike have been so good to me," explains Robin, "I want to do something nice for them and I thought, hey, maybe I should bake them a cake!" Bree agrees that that's a thoughtful gesture and offers Robin any supplies she needs from her kitchen. That's a good call: assuming that Susan doesn't have anything at her house. Bree goes back to cooking, but Robin continues to stare at her. "So what do I need?" she asks. "Robin," says Bree, almost as though she's frightened, "what exactly do you know about cakes?" Robin: "Well I know that if you're going to hide in one for over an hour the air holes have got to be pretty big." The joke seems to relax Bree, which is good because I'm pretty sure she was about to have a coronary over the idea of another neighbor who can't make a cake. She quickly offers to help Robin make the cake. "Yay! You rock, Bree!" says Robin. She gives Bree a huge hug and then whips out her camera phone so she can take a picture of Bree and make her the new screensaver on her phone. Neither of these things appeal to Bree in any way. I can't say I blame her.

Sometime later, Robin declares the raspberry mocha cake they made the coolest cake she's ever seen. It is a really sweet cake; it looks and sounds delicious. I want to take it from the screen and eat it. If only TV was interactive in that way. A girl can dream, can't she? Bree casually mentions that it's Orson's favorite cake as she starts to clean up. "I talked to him at the party," says Robin. "He's nice. It must be tough having him in a wheelchair." Playing her cards close to her chest, Bree simply agrees, "It's been challenging." Not picking up on Bree's discomfort, Robin continues, "Well they say you can get through anything if you have a solid marriage." All Bree can manage to say is: "Yes, well..."

Immediately, Robin realizes that she's struck a nerve and apologizes. Bree accepts and then sums up what's been going on as: "Let's just say that before the accident there were issues and now we're trying to put the pieces back together." Curious, Robin asks which piece Bree can't find.

"Ah, now you are prying," says Bree, but Robin thinks their cake baking qualifies as a true binding experience. "Look," she says, "my grandmother always said if you wanna save your marriage there's only one room to do it in. The bedroom." Bree understands, but says that their problem isn't a lack of sex but a lack of intimacy. Robin laughs. "Oh honey. Sex is how men get intimate." Bree mentions that she's not sure that Orson is even capable of sex any longer. Man, you'd think that would be something she'd ask about in the beginning. He's been home for over a month now. "Oh it doesn't matter," says Robin. "His brain still works, he can see you, he can feel you touch him, he can hear what you say to him. You know, I used to have this customer: ninety-two years old, in a wheelchair. I used to have to push his oxygen tank out of the way to give him a lap dance." Ugh. I so didn't need that mental image. Where'd that cake go? Bring that back into the forefront of my mind. Poor Bree isn't even sure that Orson is still interested in sex. Man, she should talk to Gaby and Lynette; they'd clue her in on the constant horniness of men. Robin says that Bree should find out for sure.

Later, Bree arrives home from the Bar Mitzvah to find Orson reading and listening to the Arabian Dance section of Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker Suite. He asks her how the function went and she says that it was the same as always. She asks how his day was. "Oh, I passed the time reading." What happened to the trip to the park? Did Roy flake out? "Well I suppose I should get out of these clothes," mentions Bree and she heads for the stairs. She doesn't get very far before turning around to comment on how much she loves Tchaikovsky. Orson agrees, calling the piece "sensual." A light bulb practically appears above Bree's head.

What follows is possibly the funniest Bree scene of the entire series. Nothing I write here can possibly do it justice, so if you're going to watch just one scene in this episode I'd suggest this one. Of course, I'll give it a shot anyway. Here we go:

Back to Orson, Bree sets down her clutch and unties her silk scarf. Slowly, she pulls it away from her neck and extends her hand into the air before releasing the item. At this point, Orson isn't even paying attention. Next Bree drops her coat from her shoulders with flair, even tossing her hair a little. With one hand she raises the coat into the air, planting her other hand dramatically on her hip and then dropping the coat to the floor. Orson glances at her out of the corner of his eye. "Don't you want to do that upstairs? You know, near the hamper?"

"Actually," says Bree, taking a little breath of courage and flipping her hair with her hands, "I'd rather do it right here." On the word "here" she finally turns and gives Orson a coy smile. Awkwardly, she starts to walk toward him, raising and wiggling each hip with every step she takes. She looks like a baby animal taking its first steps. "Why are you walking like that?" asks Orson. Bree kicks her shoes across the room and asks, "Why do you think?" Orson: "I'm not sure. You're trying to make me feel better about being paralyzed?" By this time, Bree's also added a shoulder wriggle into her sexy walk. She finally reaches Orson and straddles his chair, making sure to put on the break. "Guess again, big boy."

Bree starts to shake her chest in Orson's face. The movement is stilted and she looks like she's convulsing. "Well if you're having a stroke," says Orson, "we're going to make quite the team." Ignoring this, Bree backs away from Orson while making wave-like hand gestures; it's almost like she's playing a ninja. "Oh," she squeaks. "I do believe it's getting a little hot in here." She even fans herself with her hand and then turns around to pull her sweater over her head. Orson cocks his head to the side, completely baffled. Unfortunately for Bree, her sweater gets caught on her earring and she's stuck with her arms in the air, head trapped within the sweater. Orson asks if she's okay and Bree says that she is, just to give her a minute and enjoy the music. She takes a few steps, still doing her strange shimmy, and simultaneously tries to get the sweater off of her head. "Let me help," says Orson. He undoes his break and wheels over toward Bree, despite her protestations otherwise. Because she's moving and can't see, Orson accidentally runs over her bare toes. "Ow!" shouts Bree as she trips and falls to the floor. Orson apologizes and shuts off the music.

"I told you I didn't need any help!" shouts Bree from the floor, finally getting her sweater off. She throws it across the room, pouting. "Forget it. This was stupid!" Orson still hasn't gotten the point. "What was that?" he asks. Bree leaps to her feet and angrily cries, "What do you think? It was a lap dance!" Orson: "That was a lap dance?" Bree: "I was trying to arouse you." Orson: "You are aware I'm in a wheelchair?" Does that mean he can't get it up? That's a real shame. Bree mentions that she thought Orson might still be interested even if he is in a wheelchair. So maybe that part of his anatomy does still work? I'm not entirely clear on this. Orson admits that "After the accident I just never thought you would ever consider..." Helplessly, Orson trails off and Bree finally realizes why he's so reluctant.

"Orson," she says, "things will be awkward at first, but we can work on it. You're my husband. I want to be close to you. I want to share your bed again even if it means just holding your hand before you fall asleep." That is so sweet. It almost makes me forget the first part of this season when Bree was running around with Karl. In light of how great this plotline is compared to that, it makes me all the more angry that Karl was used as such a prop and then discarded. In retrospect, his relationship with Bree seems almost meaningless, which is kind of crazy considering they were pretty much engaged before the plane crash. It makes me feel as though the entire affair story was mishandled and we're just supposed to forget it now. Don't get me wrong, I'd much, much rather watch this than anything else they've given to Bree and Orson this year, but I'm disappointed that Karl was killed just to get us here.

Tearfully, Orson beckons Bree to come over to him. She slowly walks to him and sits down on his lap. "Is this alright?" she asks timidly. Orson clicks back on the music. "Let's see," he says softly. "I've got Tchaikovsky on the radio, my wife in my arms...yes, this is alright." Almost in tears, Bree nuzzles Orson's head with her own.

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Gabrielle and The Stripper

Ana sits on the Solises' porch giggling into the telephone. I'm glad her phone-in psychic had good news for her...oh, wait, she's talking to Danny. Never mind. Inside the house, Carlos and Gaby spy out the window. "She and Danny spent the whole day together; what's left to say?" asks Gaby as she sets the table. Carlos shakes his head. He decides they should forbid Ana to talk to Danny. And then I literally have to pause to say: holy sleeves, Carlos! He's wearing a large button-down shirt that has the cuffs rolled up and they're huge! They're like wings! It's absolutely ridiculous-looking. Plus those stripes on his shirt aren't doing much for him either. I'm shocked that Gaby hasn't burned this shirt while Carlos isn't looking.

Anyway...

Gaby nixes the forbidden romance idea. "Besides, what would we say?" she asks. "We overheard his parents talking and we think they're evil?" Heh. "What do you think the Bolens did?" asks Carlos. Gaby has no idea. In what I agree is the oddest part of this of all, Carlos mentions that he doesn't understand how they have money when Nick doesn't work. That is weird. How much is Bree paying Angie anyway? And what did they do for all the years before that? Gaby speculates that perhaps they're drug dealers or gun runners. "Whatever they are," says Carlos, "I don't want Ana anywhere near that family." They end up back where they started: Carlos insisting they force Ana to break up with Danny and Gaby saying it won't work. I'm going with Gaby on this one, Carlos. Gaby says they need a better plan.

Cut to sometime later as Gaby bursts into Ana's bedroom where Ana is studying her own reflection. Wow, Ana is really dull. "I've got big news!" exclaims Gaby, almost dancing into the room. There's a weird picture of a horse on the wall behind Ana. Someone doesn't have much decorating sense. Gaby says that she just got a call from an old friend of hers in New York, Luke Rayfield, who used to be a starving photographer but is now some big hotshot modeling agent. "He's always looking for new talent," explains Gaby, "so I sent him your picture and...Wait for it! Wait for it! He wants to represent you." Ana shrieks and I regret not taking my headphones off. Immediately, Ana says she has to call Danny. Gaby tells her that Danny can wait, grabbing the phone out of Ana's hand and chucking it across the room. "We need to go buy you some new luggage. They want you in New York immediately." Man, what was Gaby holding over this guy's head that he would sign up Ana sight unseen? Wouldn't it be great if this was all a ruse to trap her in some convent for bad girls like Bree did with Danielle?

"Now?" asks Ana. "But don't I have to finish high school?" Gaby digs back into her homeschooling expertise to tell Ana: "World War II, Germany lost. Korean War, Korea Lost. Vietnam War, we lost. Happy graduation!" Is that all I needed to know to graduate high school? Damn! I wasted so much time! Gaby laughs at herself and starts to head out of the room, but Ana doesn't follow. "What's wrong?" asks Gaby, seeing that Ana suddenly looks a whole lot less excited. "I don't think I can go just yet," says Ana. It turns out that she and Danny have a plan to go to New York together when she graduates. Well that's wonderful. But Danny is already eighteen and done with high school, so doesn't that plan entirely hinge on her schooling? If Gaby's giving her permission to ditch the rest of high school then can't she and Danny just bump up the timeline of their plan? Ana is an idiot.

Later that afternoon, Gaby sits in Susan's kitchen bitching about Ana. She actually does a pretty mean impression of her: "'Danny and I are moving to New York after I graduate. We're in love. Mwah mwah mwah mwah.' Ugh, pour me some more wine before I throw up!" Robin enters the kitchen and asks what's wrong; Susan sums up without mentioning anything about why Gaby wants to do this for Ana. So I'd venture a guess that Gaby didn't tell Susan the details. Robin says that Ana's decision is a bad call. "I used to take ballet," she explains, "and I was pretty good at it too. And one time this instructor from a big ballet company saw me perform and well, long story short, two days later they offered me a job." Susan: "What happened?" Robin: "Bobby Butterfield happened." Bobby Butterfield? Wow. The writers must have come up with that around the same time they came up with cynical lug-nut. "Oh I was crazy about him," Robin continues. "I thought it was gonna last forever. So I passed on the job and two months later he dumped me for Louise McMullan and a month after that I got into a car accident, messed up my knee, and then it was goodbye tutu, hello tatas."

Susan sits, aghast at this tragedy Robin has just spun. Gaby, on the other hand, exclaims, "That is fantastic!" Susan: "Did we just hear the same story?" Gaby ignores her. "You have got to tell that story to Ana. Putting off your dreams and then having your life spiral down the crapper? It couldn't be more perfect!" The others look confused by Gaby, but Robin agrees to talk to Ana if Gaby thinks it would help. "Great!" says Gaby. "And don't be afraid to turn on the waterworks. Nothing sells pathetic like stripper tears." By now, Susan has had enough. She looks at Gaby and says, "Maybe it would help if I started taping you so you could hear what it is you say."

On a rainy day, Gaby and Ana lug big, awkward, Pepto Bismol-colored suitcases up the front steps. Gaby's giving Ana some modeling advice, so this all clearly indicates that Ana bought Robin's tale of woe. Suddenly, Danny runs up calling Ana's name. "Where have you been?" he asks. "I've been texting you." Ana says she was just about to come over when Danny spots the luggage. "Oh, taking a trip?" he asks, and then he literally laugh-snorts like that's funny. Wow. Just wow. I don't have anything else to say. Gaby and Ana exchange a look and Gaby dismisses herself so Ana can talk to Danny.

A couple minutes later, Gaby spies out the window as Ana and Danny yell at one another about her moving to New York. She sports a victorious grin. And it only grows when Ana tells Danny that maybe they shouldn't be together if he can't support her.

The next day, Robin jogs down the street when Gaby hollers her name. She stops and Gaby runs down her stairs to talk to her. "I've been meaning to thank you," says Gaby. "Your little speech to Ana worked like a charm. I just took her to the airport." Robin is happy she helped, but asks why Ana was fighting with Danny the day before. Wow, Robin really fits right in as far as being a nebby neighbor: watching Lynette and Tom have hot monkey sex; butting into Bree's love life; now spying on Ana and Danny. She's practically a pro. "They were breaking up," explains Gaby. Robin is surprised to learn they were dating and even more surprised when Gaby tells her that getting Ana and Danny to break up was her ulterior motive. Robin is upset and tells Gaby that she doesn't like being used, but Gaby doesn't really listen. Instead she thanks her again, tells her she owes her big time, and walks away. It's then that Robin notices Danny working on his bike in his garage. She goes over to him and says that they need to talk. Danny tries to beg off, but Robin insists.

That night, Gaby gets off of the phone and reports to Carlos that Luke says Ana is settling in just fine. "And the best part is she's miles away from the nearest Bolen," says Carlos. He and Gaby toast to that. Unfortunately right outside, a taxi pulls up to the Bolens' to pick up Danny. Let's hope he's smart enough to figure out that by "New York" they mean "New York City" and that he doesn't end up in Rochester or something. Or better yet, let's hope that we never see him or Ana again.

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Susan and The Stripper

Haven't we had enough of Susan and The Stripper? Last week was all about them. Must we watch another plot with them? Really? Okay, fine.

Mike arrives home to find Susan unpacking a take-out dinner. Judging by her and Robin's clothing, it's the same day that Gaby came over to complain about Ana. Behind Susan, Robin sets the table. Susan hands Mike a really unappetizing-looking hamburger and Mike leans down to kiss her. I guess this is gourmet to him. Unfortunately, he twinges his back as he does so and Susan grows concerned. "I spent all day working in a crawl space," explains Mike. Wow, that sounds horrid. "Aw," says Susan sympathetically. "I'll call the chiropractor first thing in the morning." Overhearing this, Robin mentions that she can fix Mike right up. Before Mike can protest, Robin manhandles him into position and cracks his back. "Oh my God!" exclaims Mike. "It's gone! The pain's gone!" Susan grins, really impressed. Her cure would have been to give Mike a scotch and make him sleep in the guest bedroom. Wow, how kind of you, Suse. Mike is incredibly appreciative; Robin says it's the least she can do and gives Mike a big hug. Suddenly Susan's wacko-sensors go off and she gives them a dirty look.

The next day, Susan arrives home with groceries and brags that they won't be eating fast food tonight. She stops short from saying what she did get for dinner--although it involves microwaving--when she walks into the living room and finds Robin standing on Mike's back. She's wearing tiny shorts and a sports bra. From the floor, Mike says his back went out again and now Robin is performing some Buddhist monks-style massage. Susan clearly isn't happy, and Mike has the smarts to pick up on this. "Is there a problem, babe?" he asks. Susan lies and says there isn't, and both Mike and Robin are dumb enough to believe her. Quickly, Susan exits and heads to the kitchen to make dinner.

In the kitchen, Susan starts to unpack her groceries. From the other room, she can still hear Mike and Robin; he's moaning and they're both exclaiming things that could be taken sexually: "Wow, you're really stiff", and "Oh, you're the boss", and "I'm gonna grab it and pull." All the while, Susan babbles on about how she ran into someone at the grocery store who told her this disgusting story about her husband having diarrhea. The contrast is supposed to be funny, but mostly I'm finding Susan too ridiculous. She knows that they're not having sex in there; why is she acting like they are? Finally, she gets fed up when Mike starts yelling, "Oh yes! Oh yes!" over and over again and she runs back into the living room. From the look on her face, she seems ready to scream, "Ah-ha!" while they writhe on the floor in passion. Except that all that's going on is a little leg stretching. "This is incredible," Mike says to Susan. "Those monks really know what they're doing." Susan laughs uncomfortably; "Yeah. When do they find time to pray?"

A day or so later, Mike comes home to find Susan about to leave to go make sandwiches for the homeless. Right. Passing by that one. Susan heads for the door when she notices that Mike has hurt his back again. Jeez. Maybe he really should get some professional help. You know, before he gets addicted to pain pills again or something. Susan offers him a heating pad, but Mike says he'll just wait for Robin. This is the wrong thing to say to the crazy that is Susan. Immediately, she offers to crack his back.

Despite arguing that this isn't a good idea, Mike allows Susan to whip him around into the same original position Robin put him in. Already he complains that she's being rough with him. She tells him to take a deep breath and she starts to count to three. We don't see what happens, but the next shot is of Mike in the hospital, sporting a nifty neck brace. "You know, if you hadn't moved when I said three..." says Susan instead of apologizing profusely. Mike smiles indulgently and Susan leaves the room.

Robin arrives with MJ, who my sister declares is looking buff these days. "Can I see him?" asks MJ. Susan agrees and ushers him into the room, asking him to please not climb on the bed. Alone in the hallway, Robin wonders why Susan didn't wait for her to get home to fix Mike's back. Susan says that she wanted to do it herself. "Oh, okay," says Robin with a little shrug. There's an awkward pause, and then Susan says, "I'm lying. I didn't want to do it. I just really wanted you not to do it." Unsurprisingly, Robin doesn't understand. Don't feel bad, Robin. Except for omniscient Mary Alice, no one understands Susan.

"God, I've been trying really hard to be cool about all this," says Susan. "But when I walked in and I saw you all over Mike..." Robin: "When I was cracking his back?" Susan nods and Robin says she was just trying to help. "While you were wearing next to nothing!" Susan nearly yells. "And straddling my husband! How was I supposed to react? You used to be a stripper!" For the first time in this episode, Robin looks truly hurt. She turns away from Susan, nearly ready to cry, and Susan tells her not to cry because "strippers are supposed to be tough!"

"Stop calling me that!" demands Robin. "Yes, I was a stripper. But you know what? You were the only person who never treated me like one. Until now." Robin goes on to apologize for crossing a line with Mike; she says it's hard to tell where the line is after so many years of working in the club. Finally, Susan admits that she overreacted. "Maybe I should move out," suggests Robin. Susan tells her that she doesn't have to, but Robin thinks that in order for them to stay friends she has to leave. Just then, Mike groans loudly and MJ pops out of the room and says, "Daddy needs help making the bed go back down!"

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Katherine and The Stripper

Robin knocks on Katherine's door so she can drop off some mail that was delivered to the Delfinos' by mistake. "I'm Robin," she reintroduces herself to Katherine. "We met at your party." Katherine is like, "Uh, yeah, I'm crazy, not stupid." "How's it going?" asks Robin when Katherine doesn't respond the way she obviously expected. Katherine figures out that Robin found out about her trip to the loony bin and admits that things have been difficult since she got back, what with her big empty house and people staring and judging her. Robin tells her to ignore them and Katherine laughs and tries to get away. I don't exactly blame her. Before Katherine can escape, Robin mentions that she's looking for a room to rent if Katherine is interested. She reminds Katherine that people will pay less attention to her with a stripper living in her house. Katherine laughs again, now somewhat enchanted.

A day or two later, Robin and Katherine stand in her kitchen unpacking her boxes. Katherine is excited; she hasn't had a female roommate since right after college. Robin says they should go out and have a drink to celebrate, but Katherine isn't so sure. "Even being over at Gaby's house the other day it's...It's just hard." Robin gets that, and then randomly asks Katherine what the mental hospital was like. "You know," says Katherine reluctantly. "About as much fun as you would expect." Robin explains that she only asks since she always dreamed of having her mom committed. Apparently her mom used to abuse her to deal with Robin's Clint Eastwood-esque cheating father. Maybe she and Lynette should exchange war stories. This news upsets Katherine (considering her own past as an abused woman, that's not surprising) and she admits that the mental hospital was pretty horrible. "What I couldn't take were the people with the blank stares," explains Katherine. "There was this one woman who sat frozen in the garden all day whispering the words to 'Old MacDonald Had a Farm' over and over and over." Sensing how dark the mood has gotten, Robin jokes, "Did the doctors ever taken offense when she got to 'here a quack, there a quack, everywhere a quack-quack?'" Katherine nearly splits a seam laughing. This, finally, gets Katherine to agree to a night out.

At a bar somewhere, Katherine asks Robin to share what it was like to be a stripper since she shared her war stories about the hospital. "It was brutal," says Robin. "If I had a dollar for every guy who slapped me on my butt just because he felt like it...Come to think of it, I do!" But I thought she wasted all her stripper money on glitter! I feel so lied to; so should Susan. Suddenly the girls are interrupted by a rather dorky guy who wants to know if they'll join him and his friend at their table. Robin says it's a girls' night out, but after he walks away, Katherine mentions that she'd really like to go have a drink with them. After a moment, Robin agrees to do it for Katherine.

Later, both of the guys grill Robin about how she keeps her hair so lustrous and shiny. Their flirting is possibly worse than that of the neighborhood men at the beginning. They ask Robin what she does, and Robin begs off, using it as an excuse to pimp Katherine; apparently Katherine is thinking about starting her own catering business. For real? Wow, the results the that competition with Bree should be hilarious. The guys don't care and start to guess what Robin's profession might be. Katherine can't take it any more and blurts out that Robin is a stripper. Robin looks hurt and Katherine quickly amends, "Ex-stripper. Sorry." The guys go from flirting to pervy in a matter of seconds and Robin says that she and Katherine should probably get going. The guys want to dance with her; Robin says she can't speak for Katherine, but she doesn't want to dance. Nope. The guys only want to dance with Robin. "You're not attracted to someone who's classy, witty, not to mention breathtakingly beautiful?" asks Robin. The one guy says that Robin is more his type, so Robin says she'll keep Katherine to herself and turns to lay a big kiss right on Katherine's lips. If anything, this just riles the guys more, but the girls simply leave. Katherine even sashays a little as she walks away. Maybe she should give Bree lessons.

Back at home, the ladies laugh over the looks on the guys' faces as they left. Still, Katherine says that the night convinced her that she needs to give up on guys. "It's official," says Katherine, "my dating days are over!" Robin slyly says that Katherine doesn't need to quit dating altogether; she can explore other options like Robin did. When Katherine doesn't pick up on what she means she has to spell it out: "Date chicks." Katherine is taken aback to find out that Robin is a lesbian. Robin explains that after dating men for years and not enjoying it, she started to work as a stripper and realized that she was much more attracted to the confident, sexy strippers around her. Unfortunately for Robin, Katherine is pretty sure that being with men is right for her. "Suit yourself," says Robin.

Robin stands to go up to bed and asks if Katherine is going to be okay living with her after her little confession. Katherine says it should be fine, but looks a little worried as she takes another sip of her wine.

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Robin

Robin walks down the street and runs into Mrs. McCluskey. Karen asks if the neighborhood has been treating Robin well and Robin says that things have been okay. "No one's been giving you any guff about being a stripper, are they?" asks Karen. Robin says no. "I just wanna make sure, 'cause trust me, I've been there. Way back when I was sort of in the sex trade myself. Oh yeah. I used to model women's foundation garments for Sears-Roebuck. These breasts put me through college." Wow. I'd kind of love to see the other characters' reactions to that little anecdote. Karen sums up that she's glad the neighbors are treating Robin nicely. Robin says that the best part is that the people of Wisteria Lane really see her, not just her superficial beauty. "I'm glad," says Karen and Robin nods and continues down the street.

"Robin Gallagher," says Mary Alice, "was right. The people she had met on Wisteria Lane had really looked at her. And they had seen her sense of morality," (she walks past Gaby) "her loyal heart," (past Susan) "her surprising insight," (past Bree) "her forgiving nature," (past Lynette). "Some people had even taken notice of her incredible beauty." Robin walks up Katherine's front stairs where Katherine sits on the porch doing needlepoint. They smile at one another. "And they were surprised to discover they liked what the saw." Oh la la. How risque.

Next week: Tom and Lynette forgot Penny's birthday. Celia gets chicken pox and Gaby leaves the house to stay with Bob and Lee. Katherine gets hot and bothered by Robin. And Roy kisses Susan. Interesting.