Gabby -- looking very That '70s Show in skin-tight white jeans and a butter yellow cami-and-top combo -- comes into the bedroom carrying a tray. She yells out to Money that lunch is ready, and turns on the TV. She shouts to the MIA Money that her "favorite soap is on; there's a doctor fondling a patient on the operating table." But even with that cheese lining the trap, the mouse still does not come. Gabby runs over to the closet. It's been picked clean!
Over at Carlos's crappy condo, Gabby pulls up in her shiny convertible and screeches to a stop. Carlos is out front, carrying a moving box. Gabby "casually" asks Carlos whether he's seen Money lately? Somewhere? Maybe?
Chinatown. Carlos is scolding Gabs for "losing" the baby. Gabby: "I know exactly where it is. It's inside some crazy Chinese woman." The line is kind of funny? Mildly? But since I've seen it three hundred times in previews, it falls super-flat here.
Inside a restaurant -- a Chinese restaurant -- Gabby approaches a waitress and asks if she remembers Gabby. Apparently, the woman was once over at the house for lunch. The woman snippily tells Gabby that she has "some nerve" showing up there, and tells her to leave. Gabby gives a Joey Lawrence "whoa," and asks, "What happened to that famous Chinese hospitality?" Turns out Money called this woman and told her that Gabby had threatened to send her back to China to "work as a slave in a rice paddy." Gabby, thrown: "I...may have mentioned deportation, but I didn't think she'd take it personally." Carlos is aghast. Gabby: "It was banter! I mean, has this country come to the point where you can't joke with the help?" Ick. The woman yells at Gabby that Money is just trying to "live the American dream, just like [Gabby's] ancestors." Gabby lights into her about not giving her that "'We Are The World' crap," and threatens to call the health department and report the restaurant if the waitress won't tell Gabby where Money is.
Cut to Gabby and Carlos walking away from the restaurant. Gabby's entire outfit covered in what looks like sweet and sour pork. Gabby: "Boy, those people just don't have a sense of humor, do they." Carlos looks at her ruined yellow top and smiles a satisfied smile. Growing up as I did in Marin County, I have a very low tolerance for crazy PC hippies, the kind that thrive only when they're force-feeding you their ideas about independent thinking, and who do so with zero sense of irony. So usually I don't have a problem with edgy jokes that tackle taboo subjects, but Gabby's whole scene this week just struck me as unfunny, flat, trying to hard. The jokes were too easy, and too "racist for racists sake." Even the "Sue Me" line was just vaudeville-funny. But maybe I just need to drink more.