Now I know why NBC is keeping Whoopi Goldberg's new show: to make it seem like Tracey Morgan is still funny.
And good lord, Trading Spaces for kids? The sight of those brats shrieking and screaming is enough to make me prefer that tobacco companies go back to targeting children instead of annoying materialistic non-educational shows on the so-called educational channels.
Kate's getting coffee at a place other than her and Victoria's regular location, and it turns out she's there with Michael, who's lounging on a couch and wondering if Kate bought any of those "guava jelly things" since they are "worth the drive," like can someone explain to me again the difference between Michael and supposed "metrosexuals" that Kate swore off a few episodes ago, and Kate's marveling that they drove all this way just for some guava jelly things, but Michael insists that he's made the drive for them before, even when he wasn't sneaking around. Kate wonders if they're safe, and Michael says he's never run into anybody there, and they settle in to snuggle and cuddle on the couch while Michael reads a magazine. "You want a section?" he asks, and Kate says no, that she enjoys reading over his shoulder. Um, Michael? Yeah, I realize the writer probably envisioned that you'd be holding a newspaper, in which case you could offer a section to Kate, but since you're holding a magazine, that no longer makes any sense, unless you planned to rip pages out. Use your head a little bit. Thank you. Michael asks Kate if she wants to drive up to Malibu, but she's worried about bumping into somebody, which Michael says is ridiculous. "Tell that to her!" says Kate, and Michael considers that, much to Kate's horror, and she says she was only kidding. And she says that driving up she had a fantasy of checking into a hotel under assumed names, which Michael gets all excited about, until Kate throws cold water on that by saying she has to work on Lauren's case all afternoon, like, why'd you bring up the hotel fantasy in the first place, then? And Michael wonders what she wants to do until then, and Kate just wants to stay right there, so Michael throws aside the magazine (with all its sections) and they start making out right there, which I'm sure everyone else in the coffee shop appreciates.