Jim: Et tu, JJ?

Recapper: I told you to shoo!

JJ: Should I get to the really dumb part yet?

Recapper: Oh, right. That's not even the dumbest part. Um, no. I need a little break. Let's see. I don't want to waste Katie, yet. Let's check in with Daphne.

Daphne: FINALLY! Okay, so I'm still flirting with Brett, right? And he's like wicked cute and I'm like wicked crushing on him, so I read his mind, find out he likes all things Japanese, so I tell him I'm fluent in actual JAPANESE.

Recapper: So you've been wearing your mother's lip gloss?

Daphne: Nope. I was never smart to begin with, because I'm a girl, so my "smarts" are all written off as "intuition."

Recapper: Ah yes. Continue.

Daphne: Well, I can't get JJ to help me on this date, so when Brett and I go out for sushi, I decide to read the chef's mind. When I say I want to order something adventurous, I hear the chef think of a few different options by their Japanese names, so I order them. When he delivers the first one, he calls them, "Dancing Prawns," which means they're totally alive and kicking shrimp! Brett is impressed, if disgusted. The next day, I read his mind and learn he totally wants to break up with Beeyotch. For me. I'd like nothing more than to go out with him, but not like this, so I cop to lying about my expertise in art last week and Japanese this week. Brett is pissed, but I can't blame him. I tell him I need to figure out who I am, and the way he looks at me, I think he's a little impressed that I was so honest about my dishonesty.

Recapper: That's it?

Daphne: Yep. Sorry. You've got to do the rest of the JJ story now. I am so glad I'm not involved.

JJ: All right, let's make this quick, because it pains even me to relive it. Professor Dick's aorta has been pierced by this pipe, and the doctors are just leaving it in him, because if they take it out, he will die. But if they leave it in, he will die, too. I mean what? So, I realize that my mother is the only person alive fast enough to operate on him. So what if she hasn't done surgery since med school, and so what if she's actually a biologist, not a doctor, in the first place? I figured out what was wrong with Grandpa's car. I can surely direct her through stealth cardio-thoracic surgery, right?