Powell Pad: When she arrives at home, Stephanie meets up with a neighbor whose name I didn't catch, so let's call her Mater Meticulous. She's a sneery thing who tries to guilt Steph into volunteering for the school fair, which is coming up this weekend. Oh, no. Steph falls for it. Sucker. She even offers to take charge of one of the committees (which would never happen that late in the game -- sigh). Once she's alone inside, Steph zooms around the house cleaning up and finds Jim's shirt, which was all but destroyed during his confrontation with the black van. When he gets home, she confronts him with it. "Are these tire tracks?" Um, they shouldn't be, not based on the scene we saw, anyhow. Stephanie wants him to explain why he's taking such risks and lying to her about it. Jim says he has to do it. He knows he can help people. His recklessness worries his wife. "What if you die first? [...] Scientifically speaking, today we're faster and stronger, but what if these powers are slowly weakening us?" Jim tells her to look past the science and the fear. "Maybe we were given these gifts for a reason." Right -- so you could be on TV. Apparently all the less-than-ordinary families are doing it, at least until they crash and burn. Yeah, Gosselins, I'm looking at you.
Later, Jim goes off to play Superhero/Sidekick with George. Now, last week, George was all cool, cautious and unpredictable -- encouraging Jim to come clean with Stephanie about his powers, and outing Jim to her when he didn't. This week, in an about-face, George is all about keeping secrets from the little woman, and I fall just a little bit out of love with him. Then George breaks out my Uncle Herbie's car from the '70s and runs Jim over. Repeatedly. He wants Jim to learn how to plant his feet properly, and face down a speeding automobile. George just guns it and runs Jim down time after time, telling him to walk it off and think of himself as Urlacher. My 11-year-old and I think George is driving too fast for this sort of test. You've got to work you way up to VROOOM, fellas. Sadly, the men don't listen.
Steph's work: She frets about Jim playing superhero. Katie, maintaining her awesomeness, points out it's cool. Like Batman. "You're married to Christian Bale... or Michael Keaton, at least."
Library: JJ asks for all the trig books for an "extra credit project" and then there's more beautiful mind stuff. Daphne arrives and tracks him down when she hears his mathy thoughts. JJ's secret is out, at least to his sister. He doesn't want their parents to know though, because this is the first time they've ever been proud of him. Daphne will keep his secret, but will not stroke his ego. "As far as I'm concerned, you're still a dumbass." Aw. I think JJ likes that. I know I do. If this episode accomplishes one thing, it proves this Amber Tamblyn look-alike can be likable when the writers let her be. Hooray.