Later, Rory is at Lane's, set up at the kitchen counter, typing away on her computer while Lane makes grilled cheese sandwiches. "Such service," Rory says. Lane: "I'm just in it for the tips." Rory offers her the tip of "underwear first, then pants." Lane rolls her eyes: "What a shame that I'm away from my snare drum." pfTL, who I am sorry to say is the dick of this episode, strolls in complaining that the household is low on shampoo. Lane says she'll get more tomorrow, but he continues to nag, implying that it's Rory's fault. Rory doesn't seem to love pfTL here, nor does Lane, and who can blame her? He's being a jerk, especially considering how he takes advantage of Lane and is hell to live with himself. I know he's supposed to be the comic relief here, but he's coming off kind of like someone I'd hate. Plus, Rory and Lane used to be fun all by themselves. Boys ruin everything! This is why you should never date someone with whom you are in a band. Have we learned nothing from Fleetwood Mac? Says your friendly recapper, who is married to her own band's drummer...so, yes, never mind. pfTL goes to pour himself some cereal and continues to complain: "Cool. Don't have to strain myself by lifting a full box. Excellent." Palladinos, don't make me hate pfTL! Rory says she's not staying that long, and Lane tells pfTL to relax. He tells a story about a Don who swore he was only staying for a little while and ended up staying six weeks: "Ate all my Cheese Nips. But when I confronted him with the box, he claimed they were just settling. Dude had Cheese Nip breath as he told me they were just settling." Hee.
Episode Report CardAl Lowe: A- | 435 USERS: C+
YOU GRADE IT