Episode Report Card Deborah: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT La Vie En Rove
By Deborah | Season 1 | Episode 22 | Aired on 05.13.2004
Adam's in his maintenance uniform, with his hair oddly slicked back (let's not have any more of that), vacuuming a very nice hotel room, when Joan appears at the door, dressed in a what looks like a very dark blue and green plaid dress with slightly puffed cap sleeves, a close-fitting bodice, and a slightly full skirt. She looks very pretty and feminine and natural -- and altogether a little too young and unsure. Her hair is long and straight and she's only wearing a smidge of makeup. The light and the colours in the room are very warm and peachy and apricot-y and golden. Adam stops the vacuum cleaner and asks, "Jane, what are you doing here?" Frink: "'I'm living out my fantasy of making it with the chamberman.'" She looks apprehensive, and says nothing as she takes a step into the room and shuts the door behind her. No doubt Adam is as puzzled as ever. Hell, I'm puzzled: she's planning to do this with him -- while he's at work? Hello? He's a high school kid with a janitorial job at some swank hotel -- a position he's held for a week or two, from the sound of things -- and this is the time and place she decides to spring the big moment on him? I don't even know what to say. It's a little flaky, even for Joan. I mean, it would be one thing if they were to sneak into the hotel when he's off-duty. But he's working! His supervisor could come around any minute. If he worked at some fast food place, would she try to nail him at the drive-in window?
After the commercials, Joan comments that she's never been in a hotel room that nice. Adam agrees it's a nice place: "So, did you wanna study or something?" Joan: "I didn't bring any books." Adam, hands in pockets, mystified as ever: "So…?" She walks toward him: "I, uh, I went through your bag…" Adam: "What?" She admits it's "stalker-like and weird" but explains she was just trying to get to know him better. I guess it never occurred to her to just ask some questions, or even better, pay attention. Isn't that what God's been telling her for months? Joan: "I thought if I was able to give you something that meant something…" Adam: "I told you…I mean, I don't need anything." Joan sighs a little: "Yeah, well…" She sits lightly on the bed, and says quietly, "I saw the condom." Adam brows wrinkle together for a moment as he processes what she's saying, and then about twelve expressions pass over his face before he puts his hands over his eyes and says, "Oh God…oh…" He paces a little and tells her they passed them out in health class. He holds his hands apart in a mild, but almost beseeching gesture. Joan: "So you haven't thought about…" She chokes on a little laugh: "Us?" Adam can't suppress a little smile -- almost a smirk, but not that dirty -- when he says, "Well…sure." Joan just looks nervous. Adam walks over to the bed and sits down next to her: "Is…is that why you're here?" Frink, exasperated: "Oh, God, you're just not a normal sixteen-year-old guy." Me, forgetting it's his birthday: "Hey! He's sweet!" I'll bet Adam's thinking: "Man, of all the days to be wearing the Iron Maiden underwear…"