She asks about the baby, and the guy is like, "BABY MURDERER!" and she reminds him by name that he needs to stay 25 feet back, like, this is just her life so she can take this with equanimity, because it's just Gale with his like one sign. "You're wearing armor," Andy notes, and she nods: "Can't be too careful." She's also smoking, which is funny when doctors do it, which they always do on TV. Finally he asks her out to dinner. "I shaved!" he says excitedly, and she asks when. "Just now! Right before I came!" This is just charming enough, and she agrees.
She asks how she'll know his car, and he admits that it has a "distinctive horn," and Gale's all, "You are in the crosshairs of the righteous! Ignore the dark warnings at your peril!" Andy totally loves Gale some more, and Audra produces a blister pack of Claritin. "Gale, today's pollen count is off the charts." Again, I can't tell if she's the best character ever created, or it's just the stark difference between her sort of holy goodness and Nancy's unholy nanciness, or it's the magic of Alanis, or what, but I love her so, so much. She wears a bulletproof jacket and still gives the guy allergy pills, you know? That's as anti-Nancy as you can get. Andy happily takes the pills over to Gale, and he reaches bizarrely over the imaginary line to take them, and then informs Andy that he's going to burn in hell for eternity, which makes Andy do a little dance and shrug cutely.
There's something about the jauntiness here, the wonderfulness of both Audra and Gale among the death threats and flak jackets, that makes me feel something, but I don't know what it is. A sort of dread, but thematically I can't figure out why this location and these characters are scary, it's like in the peripheral vision somewhere. Like how last season was all about birth and motherhood and you didn't see it until it was too late. I mean, this is an abortion clinic we're talking about, among other things. I can't see it yet. I'm probably just making it up, because Rudolfo and the machetes and the whole kidnapping were ultimately pointless, and that hot guy in Cleveland National Forest was pointless too, and I really thought those were both going to get nasty. I do know that even just the idea of anybody pretending to hurt Alanis Morissette in a made up TV show still makes me want to punch somebody.