Jackass, Cartwheel & Klutz. Phoebe screams through Cole's office door, bellowing, "You slimy son of a bitch!" And there's the "slimy lawyer" reference I've been expecting since the stripper bar. Phoebe demands Cole admit to his role in tonight's hijinks so she can use magic to fight him. Cole surreptitiously buries the Manor elevation beneath a folder on his desk while feigning innocence. Phoebe slams the door behind her, and I'm sorry, but what the hell is she wearing? The shiny red leather Neverland Ranch jacket with the linebacker shoulder pads I could ignore, and up to this point I've managed to overlook the white blouse with the plunging neckline and the over-aggressive abundance of starched, floral-embroidered frills, but the olive green puffy pants are caught somewhere between "cargo" and "Hammer Time," and that's just eighteen kinds of wrong. Break it down. In any event, the two make with the verbal sparring until Phoebe, in frustration, snatches up random sheets of paper from his desk and flings them into the air. Cole tries to sweet-talk her, noting that her hatred of him "is a breath away from love," but Phoebe's having as little of that foul bullshit as I am, so she spits a couple of insults and storms out of the room.
Episode Report CardDemian: B- | 577 USERS: B-
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