After the break, we're back in Bio. The teacher -- whose name we now know is Chavatal -- asks, "Once again, an experiment can be termed successful if...what?" She leans against a wall, and the camera pans in such a way that makes it seem as if Angela is on the other side of it, wearing a very cute navy shirtdress and fixing her hair in the mirror at her vanity. "If the experiment yields meaningful results." Angela leans toward the mirror, pouting, and AVO says, "The thought that I might be seeing Jordan Catalano in a few hours was, like, impossible to comprehend. Like when they first tell you about infinity." Angela mimes kissing at the mirror, then opens her eyes and sees Danielle spying on her, and stops.
Brian opens his front door to Angela, looking sheepish. AVO says, "I couldn't believe how long it had been since I'd been inside Brian Krakow's house, considering how many hours I spent here when I was little." He ushers Angela in, allowing himself a brief look at the mirror before following her into the kitchen. AVO says, "It smelled exactly the same, which was reassuring and annoying, sort of like Brian himself." Angela regards the apparatus on the table, then turns to Brian, who looks taut with expectation. Angela asks, "That mouse can breathe, right?" Brian is annoyed at the question, but lets it go after a brief explanation. Angela glances around without setting down her bag, or taking off her coat, and leans against a wall. After a moment, she stutters, "Uh. Listen. Rayanne Graff and Rickie Vasquez might be coming over for a minute, just to, um, bring me something." Brian turns back to the volumeter and remarks, rather mildly, "I knew you wouldn't be much help." Angela's jaw hangs open a moment, but a good comeback to Brian's totally accurate assessment is, apparently, not forthcoming. In other words, buuuuuuuurn!
Graham walks tentatively up a flight of stairs to the accompaniment of muted cha-cha music. A woman in her twenties and an older gentleman are cutting a rug. Not literally. Graham turns to see Patty standing at the top of the stairs he's just ascended. She's in a very becoming dark red dress and her hair is really short. It's in a mushroom cut that I personally wouldn't advise, though it makes her look a lot younger. She walks toward him, saying she hopes she's not late, and then beams at him in expectation of a compliment -- or at least a comment -- on her radical new look. Graham stammers about her punctuality, and the identity of their instructor, and then yelps, "Hi!" with a stunned expression. She asks him what he thinks, and he demurs: "Yeah, well, it's short." "Yes, it is," she agrees patiently. He adds, "It, uh, shows your ears more." Her face falls. Nice one, Gray. ["I've had that conversation. It's so depressing." -- Sars] The instructor walks up and tells them, "It's showtime." Yeah, these two look ready to do some suggestive dancing. Not.