I'm just beginning to regret my decision to forgo the Bombay Sapphire IV when, mercifully, I hear the sound of running water. Cut to a blue-tiled wall, which looks promisingly like part of a shower room, and my salvation. Pan over to -- gulp -- Dalgety and Kellerman standing naked under sprays of water. I say a silent prayer of thanks for the pause button. Dalgety's telling some kind of joke. The writers are smart enough to know that no one's actually interested in anything beyond water on skin here, so they save themselves the trouble of actually thinking up an entire joke, and just plug in a punch line.
Dalgety and Kellerman and my very active imagination are rudely interrupted as the shower curtain is ripped aside. Startled, they spin and find Pangborn standing there. She pulls up a cooler or something, arranges herself calmly on it, and smugly informs them that, since they couldn't make the meeting, she figured she'd come down and sexually harass them. I mean, "go over the points with them." The new camera angle afforded by Pangborn's appearance distracts me from resenting her and the writers' obvious contempt for our intelligence. The camera is set just behind Pangborn's head, and to either side of her cursed silhouette, we have a much better view of wet torso. I say another silent "thank you" for the pause button, and throw one in for big-screen TVs while I'm at it. Dalgety thanks Pangborn for going to such trouble. Kellerman manages to look abashed for about 2.2 seconds before asking, "Did you bring any snacks?" Pangborn could probably pull off the stern look she attempts if she wasn't so busy loving him. Too bad Sars is at the front of that line, bitch.