Flashback to 8-year-old Robin, going hunting with Daddy for the first time. She's adorable and missing her two front teeth. I know what she wants for Christmas! She takes the rifle from her father. "I don't want to shoot a deer." Senior says, "Nonsense, R.J. Shooting deer is the noblest of pursuits." Little Robin doesn't care: "But they're cute!" Senior says, "You said the same thing about our rabbits. Remember how delicious they were?" Oh, bunnies!
Flash-forward to the present. Robin says, "Over the years, as my body developed..." Barney stops her until he can record what she's saying. Hee. She's disgusted at first but then smiles. "It became harder and harder for him to pretend I was a boy."
Flash back to an absolute mansion. I never watched Young and the Restless, so I don't know if this is supposed to be a take-off on Victor Newman's place or if it's just random mansion placement. In fact, I'm not sure how I know Eric Braedon's character's name, or that he's on Y&R, or that one of his loves was Nikki, who might have been a stripper or hooker or something. There's a lot of osmosis in the soap opera fan's world. General Hospital and Days of Our Lives were once my drugs of choice. I gave up GH when it got lame(r). I gave up Days when Stefano put a chip in someone's head. That was too far-out for me. Besides, I was just getting into Buffy, which was so smart, I knew it would never do anything that stupid. Cough. Anyhow, Robin narrates that the low point was when she was 14. Her Pee Wee hockey team had just won the "Squamish Invitational," and everyone came back to her house to celebrate. Fourteen-year-old Robin is the only girl on the team. Her hair is short -- somewhere between a longish pixie and a shortish shag. [Whatever you call it, it's hot, although she could lose the shoulder pads... and the jersey! Barney Five! - Z] Senior holds up their trophy and says "You lads availed yourselves splendidly out there on the ice. Splendidly. You go on outside. I'll come back with an assortment of soft drinks and American pretzels!" Joint like that and you don't have a butler? C'mon, Victor.