This epi illustrates the issues that happen when girls, boys and geeks meet in shifting combinations.
Introducing Ma(r)x, who doesn’t respond to hello, walks like a motorised mouse and talks in a stream of consciousness. I just fell in love, platonically. Also, he doesn’t trust phones and hates people fiddling with his equipment. Yep, I’m in love. And your junk is safe with me, Ma(r)x, I said I love you platonically.
With all due respect to Ma(r)x’s equipment, I’d prefer borrowing McG’s equipment instead. He clearly carries some nice tools in his pants. I mean, on his belt. Also, he’s obviously in need of a personal assistant to pat him down on request. *raises hand to volunteer* I’m thorough and I always double-check.
Cat just spent a night with god. At least that’s what she called him, which kept Mary awake. Mary promises to out-god Cat later and now plans to spend the night with a TV remote. At least that’s what she claims the batteries are for. Kono spends the night undercover, apparently drunk, drugged and dead.
The non-Caucasian brothel-keeper is my fav criminal. She’s smart and knows her Miranda. She’s nice and I imagine she knits socks at leisure for her girls. She’s affectionate and exchanges her lap dog’s life for waiving her Miranda. Kono gives the dog a new lap and a new home, on which McChin go whaaat?
Each girl who is 12 or older knows that the FOY has majik powers. A mere thought of the FOY makes a girl smile. A mere promise of the FOY makes a girl abuse government equipment and feel justified about it. A mere proximity to the FOY make a girl instantly pregnant with multiplets. I dare not even imagine further.