Episode Report Card Jessica: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT The Song Remains The Same (2)
By Jessica | Season 6 | Episode 2 | Aired on 10.01.2002
Dawson meets Todd in an underground parking garage. "Would you murder someone in this alley?" Todd asks, in what I hope is foreshadowing. Dawson doesn't mention that they're not technically even in an alley, but simply indicates that he would, and he'd start with Todd himself. Cue playful boss/peon banter about caffeine and pastries and locations and call times and it's pretty clear that Todd is in love with Dawson. Even if he isn't, I've decided that he is, if only to amuse myself. At some point, Todd recognizes the relaxed look on Dawson's face and yelps that Dawson must have gotten some tail. "Details!" he demands. But Dawson won't kiss and tell, he says. Todd looks disappointed to hear it, and climbs into the Lincoln Navigator wearing the sad face of the unsatisfied snoop. A face I know only too well.
Hell's Kitchen. Joey smiles wistfully at the jukebox. Oliver Hudson -- I can't call him Eddie. I try, but my fingers type Oliver. I'm sorry -- bumps into her, walking towards the bar. "Excuse me!" Joey snaps at him. He turns and looks at her blankly. She snits that he obviously doesn't remember her. Shouldn't she be happier and more relaxed, having just gotten laid? Of course, it was Dawson. Oliver looks at her, uninterested. "Oh, yeah. Sure. Nice to see you again," he says mildly. "I'm sorry, I don't really have time to chit-chat." Joey snits that she's not trying to make some kind of social connection with him, or anything. Wow, she's irritating. Who acts like this? "You can just apologize and we'll move on," she snaps. "Apologize?" Oliver parrots. "Yeah," Joey says. "Look, you read the book, you come to class. Preferably in that order," Oliver explains calmly. "You finished?" Joey snaps. He is. "Good," Joey says, explaining that she's all het up because he bumped right into her! "Well, I'm sorry," Oliver says. "Thank you," Joey sniffs. "Didn't realize you were so delicate," Oliver says over his shoulder as he walks away. She pouts. Don't worry, Princess Potter -- I'm sure your It will win him over eventually. After a moment, Emma comes over, and yadda, yadda, yadda, Joey's "currently realigning her life priorities" and she's "trusting her instincts for a change" and her instincts are telling her to become a Haughty Beer Wench. Emma hands over an application. Joey wonders if Oliver eats there regularly. "Not particularly, no," Emma retorts. "But he does work here. He's the bartender." Of course he is! Joey shoots a dirty look at Oliver's back.