Jackie puts together a righteous apple bong in about two seconds, in the back of Lenny's EMT van, and walks the guy through his first experience with weed, and it's great. Lenny's like, "How'd you know I have pot?" Mountain Dew and Doritos. She tells him she learned to make the apple bong at Jones Beach, during a Toto concert, and he laughs at her, and she laughs it off, and it's awesome. She sends Lenny -- he's just so cute! -- to take him home, hook him up with some munchies, and tells him to turn on the sirens once they hit Park Ave. So great! I don't think that marijuana is automatically funny, and so I think my threshold for pot humor is even higher than a normal person, but a well-done pot scene is so great because it's like the secret life of people.
Coop is a little less high-handed but just as much a little boy playing dressup as he sort of tries to curry favor while simultaneously declaring territory: "Hey, Jackie, I think I'm gonna personally follow up with Mr. Vobernick. I'm gonna call him next week, see how the medication's working..." Jackie knows he'll be happy as hell to hear from Coop, who downshifts to try and condescend a bit. "I know I seemed like a tight-ass earlier, but you do understand with the List, and the Twitter following, I have even more of an example to set around here now." I would run. I would just drop my shit and yank up my pants and bust ass away from there.
Coop mentions his strong feelings that "we need to use what science and medicine" -- and Big Pharma, and the incredibly corrupt insurance lobby -- "Have given us to treat patients." Jackie gets it, but also believes in Mother Nature. Her smile is surprisingly indulgent at this time, because he's being so cute. Coop tries to convince her that he's "tried the reefer" before, and it's pathetic and adorable, and finally she's like, "Are you... Trying to whistle?" She "gets it" and grins until he walks away, at which point she makes a total death face. Well, I would have given him that one.