My So-Called Life will continue, here on ABC. Pffft.
Fade up on a So-Called Upstairs Hall. Patty bellows at Angela to get going, she's going to be late, and wonders when she "turned into Auntie Em." Graham wanders into the shot and wonders how soon she can "take the, uh," by which I assume he means "pregnancy test," but he doesn't say "pregnancy test" because the last pregnancy test they took and failed, a.k.a. "Danielle," comes out of the bathroom right then to announce that "Angela's in love." She Danielles off. Patty and Graham exchange a look.
In the kitchen, Angela leans on her elbows on the breakfast bar, sipping from a coffee cup and humming "Red" and smiling to herself. Patty, sotto voce to Graham: "She's drinking coffee." Graham, befuddled: "And humming." Angela smirks to herself behind the coffee cup, then asks out of nowhere, "I can go out on dates, right?" Patty gives Graham a "you've got to be kidding me" look. Graham shoots back a "don't look at me" look. Patty says yes, she may, "but we do have certain ground rules." "Like what?" an unperturbed Angela wants to know. "Like what?" Graham echoes. Heh. Patty opens her third eye in order to channel my mother and wings it, saying that Angela has a curfew, and they have to know where she's going and with whom, and she can't do any drinking, and she can't get in a car with a boy who's done any drinking, and she and Graham have to meet the boy first, "whoever he is." Angela just beams patiently until Patty gets to that last part about meeting the boy. Patty thinks for a moment, decides she's done, and says, "That's it." "Wow!" Graham exclaims, awed by Patty's ground-rule-making-up prowess. Angela repeats the part about their having to meet him, sounding dismayed; Graham, in an attempt to sound like he's seen the pants in the family at any time in the last ten years, says firmly, "Yes!" and offers Angela some milk for her coffee, but naturally she declines, saying with the annoying offhandedness of someone who's totally borrowing an affectation that no, she takes it black with three or four sugars. Oh, yes, of course she does. Angela complains that having to introduce a boy to her parents is "humiliating," going on to say that "this person means something to me." Oh, god -- Angela is so very irritating here that it makes me sad for her, especially given the fact that I know what happens. Graham looks worried and asks if there is in fact a person who means something; Angela dashes the remains of her coffee down the sink and says yes, and she doesn't see why they can't just "trust that," and why should she have to "parade" Jordan around in front of them and blah bling blah. Patty informs her evenly that they want to drag her down to their level. Hee! I've always loved that line, too. Angela stomps off, and Danielle whatever, and after both the kids have gone, Patty and Graham chuckle in disbelief, and Graham snorts, "And you want to go through this with yet a third one?" Patty's not saying she wants to: "I'm saying...what if it's true." Graham: "Well, do you want it to be true?" Patty: "Do yooouuuu?" Graham: "When he's forty, we'll be...dead." They both think that over.