Episode Report Card Erin: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Get it on. Bang a Vaughn. Get it on.
By Erin | Season 2 | Episode 12 | Aired on 01.11.2003
Oops Center. Vaughn's debriefing Syd about her upcoming mission and how, after she nabs the scope, she and Dix will separate for their flights home and blah blah blah. She's all looking aside and posing petulantly. He's all, any questions? Syd's all, gee, I dunno. Maybe you should go over it again, you know, because it's so COMPLICATED and you could make it EASIER for me. Vaughn's all, okay, don't pull that spurned woman teenager crap with me, all right? It's not like I didn't ask you to the prom or something. And I'm about as happy to be here as you are, okay? And stop sighing and rolling your eyes. You look like a four-year-old. And not in the cute "aw she's having a temper tantrum" way either.
Suddenly, who should appear but The Tool Of Tension Disarming, Agent Sean! He's all, hey! Look who's joining you in France! Syd's all, HEY! I'm so glad you're here. Vaughn's being a meany! Agent Sean says in mock surprise, "'Hey'? Three months in the hospital, I get a 'hey'? How 'bout a little sugah?" Syd launches herself forward into his arms and gives him a well-earned hug. Agent Sean wants to be filled in. Vaughn and Syd glance and glare at each other. Syd stalks off to go write in her diary, "That Vaughn makes me so mad! I can't believe he stood right next to me in the sloppy joe line and didn't even say HI! I've definitely decided not to like him anymore. I even gave Agent Sean a big huge hug right in front of Vaughn! Hee! He's so mean! Meany!" Or she says she has to get to her plane. "I'll see you in France," says Vaughn, desperate to get in the last word. "What-EVAH," says Syd's back. "Okaaaaay," says Agent Sean, having developed keen senses attuned to "relationship bullshit."
Nice. Land Of Tourism, Leisure, And Meg Ryan Movies That Make You Go, "Oh, Why Can't I Be Cute And Perky AND Nail Me Kevin Kline With A French Accent?" We're at the Nice airport. The camera swoops down, and we're with Dix, who's dressed up as a French priest collecting contributions for his "Get The Catholic Church To Admit There's Something Wrong With Celibacy" fund. He turns toward the camera, pulls down his shades, and informs Syd that there's "nothing yet. No sign of a courier." Syd copies that and requests that Dix let her know when to move.
Dix returns to donation hunting and quickly checks his donation can. "You know what?" "What?" asks Syd, wondering why the costume department has declared war on her by placing a big purple punk wig on her head. "I've already made forty-seven euros," says Dixon, thinking that he'll take the money and buy Syd a decent wig. Syd just smiles and considers taking out the entire costume department with a couple of decent roundhouse kicks just because they decided that orange-tinted wraparound sunglasses equal "hip."
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