Episode Report Card Couch Baron: B+ | 514 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT "I Love You, Ken… I Mean, 'Kitty'!"
By Couch Baron | Season 2 | Episode 7 | Aired on 2008.09.07
...as we instead cut to a conference-room meeting in which Paul is pouring liquid into a disposable diaper to demonstrate its efficacy, explaining that they'd like to have registered nurses going around to maternity wards and demonstrating how they work. Ken asks what Don said, and Peggy tells him he liked it, but he's concerned about the price point. Ken sighs that he can't get Procter and Gamble to lower it, and anyway, he thinks they're worth it. Sal, however, opines that ten cents apiece is too steep, although I'd bet he'll be willing to pay through the nose for Depends when he gets to the appropriate age. Jane enters with some papers she says contain ideas that Don would like them all to discuss, and after she and Ken share a small smile, Harry enters and asks if they're going out, as it's five o'clock. Peggy takes the papers from Jane and exits, which means that her experience at the Tom Tom Club was either terrible or way too good. The boys enlist Jane's help in cleaning all the Pampers stuff up, and while they work, Harry tells them that he's meeting with Bertram the next day. "Me and only me." Ken asks if that isn't from West Side Story, and lest you think his infatuation only started with the painting, Sal's head snaps up with so appreciative a grin you'd think Ken just channeled Dorothy Parker. Paul thinks that Bertram is merely going to ask Harry about a new painting he just got, as apparently he's been calling people in to get their opinion. Sal adds that he heard it cost ten grand, and Harry asks how they know about this. "Are you making it up?" Heh. Ken tries to impress Jane by saying that last year, they sent Harry up to the roof to look for cosmonauts. I hope that's in the Extras section of the DVD. Anyway, the painting is apparently of the Abstract Expressionism ilk, but no one in the room has seen it, so Jane suggests they simply go look at it. Harry thinks they can't do that, but Jane tells them Bertram's gone for the day. Ken: "That doesn't matter." Heh, again. Jane declares her intention to go, and the boys follow her. So wait, is she a Jackie or a Marilyn? Oh, sorry, I guess that was last week.
So Jane's rack leads the boys to Bertram's door, where she calls them pussies and double-dog-dares them to come in with her, but Ken at least has the presence of mind to get them to remove their shoes before they all lemming their way in. Also, Ken comments, "I feel like we're skinny dipping," which elicits yet another overapproving smile from Sal. Honey, if you were more experienced, you might have the straight guys out of your system. Might. Paul actually bails, although he'd probably justify it with some beatnik sentiment or other, and then when they enter, Sal sniffs dismissively that it's a Rothko, while Harry can't believe the thing cost ten grand, and sweats about what to say to Bertram about it. Ken, however, is moved, saying that viewing it is like looking and falling into something very deep. Sal can't quite believe that such a sentiment came out of Ken's mouth, but before he can, um, plumb Ken's unexplored depths further, Harry hurries them all out...