Next week: aphrodisiacs and Chloe in a cheerleading outfit. More humiliation. Nevertheless? We're there, dude.

Recap addendum: I was literally typing the subject line to send in this recap when I heard the news about Christopher Reeve. For people my age, the first Superman movie was not just life-changing. It was life-defining. It made us want to be the good hero, even as we jumped around the living room in our Underoos with a towel tied with a clothespin around our neck. I can't even react right now because it doesn't seem real, but writers far better than I will in the coming days conjure words to speak not only of Christopher Reeve's talent and charisma, but of how he inspired people even more after his life-changing accident. ["Here's one eulogy by our own Sars." -- Wing Chun] For this little corner of the internet, I can say that he made this show far better in the little bit of time we got to see him, and that he had a lot to do with the high quality of the best episode they've ever produced. It was nice that Margot Kidder just guest-starred, because it made me think of both her and Reeve and how great they were together and how their faces, their lines, and their movies were such a wonderful, wonderful part of my childhood. So, goodbye Christopher Reeve. For as far back as I can even remember, you were always super and you were always my hero.