Judge Blake and Ian are out for dinner, like, how nice for them to show us the date this time, and Ian is rambling on telling the epic saga that is his life, while Judge Blake sits back and crosses her arms and makes a face like Roz from old Night Court episodes. She actually interrupts him to say, "You know what, Ian, I think I've heard enough." "What d'you mean?" he asks, and she asks if she may be blunt. Of course, he says, so she gives it to him with both barrels. "I find you arrogant without merit, your story tired, your delivery weak. You've got a bit of a slouch, your right eye droops, and your accent -- slightly suspect." She leans back, rather satisfied. Ian makes a face like she just admitted there's no better meal than a steaming plate of vomit. "Should we get dessert, or you wanna call it a night?" she says.
So of course Victoria's there and has nothing better to do than spy on yet another of Kate's disastrous setups, and she whips out the cordless phone to call Kate and say, "Houston, we have a problem," and Kate wonders if it can be fixed, and Victoria watches Judge Blake stomp off. General Thunderbolt Ross must be after her. "Negative," says Victoria, who explains that the judge is very judgmental, and also that she's a menace to society. But enough about that! Victoria wants the Michael update. Kate wonders if it's bad that she told Michael that she was all his. "Well, I'd definitely shave my legs," says Victoria. Kate giggles.
I like how Judge Blake's chambers just has a sign that says "Judge's Chambers" in big block letters on it. Kate knocks, and the judge yells for her to enter. "You," she says, when she sees it's Kate, who opens with a "Listen, Judge," before the judge cuts her off to tear into her about the diminishing returns she's getting, claiming that each guy is worse than the one before, like, we're talking about TWO guys here. Blake can't bear to imagine what her next date is going to be like. "He might not even be human!" Kate takes a good long pause before she dares to say, "Your Honour -- has it ever occurred to you that it might not be your date that's the problem?" Blake sits down and gives her a flat "no," so Kate softens it up a bit by offering to work with Judge Blake on her dating etiquette, but before she can go too far down that path, Blake asks, "Are you saying that I'm the problem?" Kate demurs. "Problem's the wrong word," she says, but the judge points out that it was Kate's word, and repeats the question. "Are you saying that I'm the problem?" Kate thinks it over. "Maybe," she says. "Okay. We're done here," says the judge. Kate wants to talk some more, but the judge gives her diatribe about how she's spent her whole life being judged and insulted and she won't stand for it again. Kate says she's just trying to help. "Well, your help is no longer required. You're fired. See you in court." Kate walks out, takes a moment to collect herself outside, and walks away. Hair? Cute. Outfit? Cute. And while the bubbliness of this show sometimes wears on me a bit, I have nothing for praise for the job Alicia Silverstone does; she's quite an underrated actress. I just thought I should say that so as not to come across as too harsh. And also, in case she's ever in Fort McMurray and wants to call me.