...Veronica drags the punks down to Babylon Gardens for cleanup duty. Papamira asks Veronica -- who's finishing up installing the surveillance camera -- if she's sure these aren't the spray-painters. She's pretty sure. Mamamira emerges with a banner of some sort -- I have no idea whether this is religious or cultural or both, not that it matters to whoever wants to deface it -- and asks if he really wants to "hang another one." Mamamira asks Veronica if she thinks that's wise, and Papamira admonishes her not to ask Veronica, as it's not her business. Mamamira shoos him off and asks anyway, and Veronica says that if it were her, she'd hang a banner twice as big. Papamira's like, "See? Two against one. Democracy in action." See, I liked the characterization of Papamira here. He's proud, plagued with old-world ideas about women, loves "democracy" but invokes it self-servingly, only values a female opinion when it suits him, but is also obviously well-intentioned. Complicated. Human. And Mamamira's no shrinking violet in this situation either, which I also liked. The problem here isn't that Amria's parents are stereotypes, I will say that.
Penthouse L'Douche. Logan sarcastically thanks Dick for all the help he's clearly not given to Logan during the planning phase of Parker's birthday party. Dick could not possibly care less, as his face is currently buried in his MySpace page. Which is too bad, because Logan keeps inadvertently showing off his arms, and there isn't much on MySpace that's going to compete with that. Dick's got two "hot chicks" that he's mulling over, deciding which one he's going to take to the party. Logan takes a look at the profiles: "Lazy eye might work to your advantage." Really? Dick might fare better with someone with a lazy ear. And to prove my point, Dick says, "Just goes to show how whipped you are. The correct answer is: both." He says if they both show up, he'll do a quick "heat check," and "whichever's engine is running hotter gets Dick!" You really have to see Ryan Hansen deliver that line to fully appreciate it. Between the double thumbs pointing at himself and the curled lip action, it's possibly the finest Dick action I've seen all year. Feel free to pull-quote that one for the homepage. Poor Logan can only offer a feeble correction of Dick's grammar before lilting out the door.
Back at the station, Bloated Craig Bierko reports to Keith that they hit up all the bars on the list, and they were all clean. Keith asks "Deputy Gills" if he doesn't think it's strange that in a college town, a raid on college bars didn't turn up one written citation. Gills says the bars are really good about keeping the kids out, and our friend Kappa Kappa Pavement was just an exception. Keith gives that idea about as much credit as I do. Though in my case, I just don't care. Probably why I won't be getting appointed Sheriff of anything anytime soon. [I've been meaning to talk to you about getting a cooler handle... -- Couch Baron]