Susan and Chloe, Part II
The nurse reenters. "Top or bottom?" she asks, wielding the tetanus shot. "Do I really need this thing?" Bosco groans. "Yeah, you do," Susan shoots back. "I'm a doctor, remember?" Somehow, this mundane banter is the thing that makes Bosco stare after her with a respectful and even horny smile. He is so very easy. The nurse interrupts with the needle. Bosco glares at her. "Top," he duhs.
D.K. and Jimmy tease each other about their great rescue, but thank each other as well. The guys invite Jimmy out for a beer to celebrate, but he contentedly says he needs to get home and hang out with his son.
Susan brings two coffees to Suzy's room and stops abruptly when she sees the empty bed. A nurse strips the sheets. Puzzled, Susan asks the desk clerk where Chloe and Suzy went. "The mother signed [her] out," the nurse replies. "She said to tell you goodbye." Wounded, Susan turns back and stares morosely at the empty bed, still holding the coffee. The camera pulls back on a lost Susan, unable to comprehend what just happened. As the camera backs further away, time passes, and we see Susan standing with her hand on her hip and her lips flapping. She's giving Chloe or herself a hell of a lecture. We went through a crossover event for this?
Bosco and Yokas burn the midnight oil at the office. Gerald is across the way in a holding cell, curled up in a fetal position on the ground. Both officers sneak peeks at him. Bosco looks cute. The cameras in this episode are much kinder to him. He should probably have tried to get with Susan. Oh well.
Sully, at home, walks through his bedroom door to see Tatiana slumbering peacefully in the double bed. He seems happy to see her, and happy to get paid for a week of work with only three scenes.
Joey has fallen asleep on the couch with the television on. Jimmy takes the remote away and covers his son up with a blanket, flicking off the television and starting to straighten up the apartment. He confronts the dish soap and silently lectures it for not cutting hardened cheese residue well enough, then grabs it and goes into battle with it in the sink. We pan out and fade to black on shots of this new, happy, domesticated Jimmy.
So, the moral of this story is: don't do a Chloe story again.