And now, for your moment of Zen.
Ovary Prenatal Yoga Electric. Syd is actually doing yoga in some room of the Barbie Penthouse while oceanic meditation music plays in the background. The yoga, especially when it's being done by a heavily pregnant woman, is impressive. The music is not. As Syd goes into plank position, Rachel enters. Did you hear that? Rachel enters. In a tank top and her pajama bottoms. The hell? Rachel's living with Syd now? What, the CIA can't afford a hotel room? With guards? Or is Syd's place untouchable now that her apartment was bugged to high heaven and set on fire? This is unacceptable. Andkind of weird. Or erotic, depending on your particular bent.
So, Rachel enters and says "hey" and Syd says "hey" back and then says, "Wish I could still fit into those," referring to the pajama pants that Rachel's wearing and huh? Is Rachel wearing Syd's PAJAMA PANTS? What, she doesn't have her own? Oh, wait. They did totally remove her from her lifeso I guess she doesn't have her own pajamas. Butisn't there an Old Navy around somewhere? I meanwhat? I'm sorry. It's just little stuff like this that makes my teeth grow hair. Whatever. I'm letting it go. But I'm not letting go of this stein of vodka. AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME.
Rachel approaches Syd with love lighting in her eyes (what? I'm not making this up) and asks if she's okay and Syd says she is and that "this kid" is gonna be a black belt. Aw. She then asks Rachel to help her up and there's a cute moment where Syd tells her to get ready for the awesome weight of a pregnant woman. Rachel hefts her up and they park it for a second. Rachel says that Syd must be so excited and Syd says she is, when she's not terrified. Rachel says she doesn't seem terrified, but Syd says she is; the thought of being a parent and doing it on her own seems overwhelming. She then tells Rachel she can stay at the Barbie Penthouse as long as she wants, seeing as they're both going through transitions. "We can keep each other company," says Syd. I bet you can. Wocka wocka. Whaaaat? Am I out of line? Shut up, pass the vodka. Rachel thanks Syd and Syd goes off to change and says, "Help yourself to anything in the fridgeif there's anything left." Hee. Pregnant women eat a lot, get it? "Hey Syd?" says Rachel as Syd turns to leave. "You're gonna make a great mom." Aw. Syd smiles shyly and says thanks and then leaves. Aw again!
Outdoor Caf of Meetings Between Pissed-Off Men and the Men Who Pissed Them Off. Jack is escorted to a table where Sloane sits waiting. Sloane stands and they shake hands and Jack says, "You seem to be enjoying your freedom." Oh, you have no idea, Jack! Sloane's going commando! Yes, I'm twelve. "I was hoping to offer you more than prison food," says Sloane. "I must confess," says Jack, with that awesome twist to his lips, "I'd grown rather fond of the shepherd's pie." Hee hee hee. They sit, and Sloane doesn't waste a second before he asks to be allowed back into the Apple Store. He offers up his connections in exchange for Jack giving him full access to CIA resources to find a cure for Nadia. Sloane totally thinks Jack will say "HELL NO," but Jack surprises him by saying that he's already put in a request for Sloane's limited reinstatement. The only problem is, the request hasn't been approved or denied yet. Jack says that someone is standing in the way. Sloane asks if he knows who, because, you know, he's happy to make his case personally, but Jack has no idea. He's working on it. Just then, Jack's phone rings and he says that he has to cut the meeting short. They tersely say goodbye and Jack leaves.
“ Syd looks almost embarrassed. 'Yeah,' she says, looking down at a spot on the floor in the hopes that Michael Vartan will magically appear. lodie looks down at the same spot, but nothing happens. DAMMIT. ”
lodie picks up the toy bear that she was holding as a little girl when she was back in the closet her father hid her in. "I thought I had him back," she says. "I know," says Syd. "Michael always told me I could come to you," says lodie. "I didn't trust him. I was wrong." She looks at Syd. "Thank you." Syd looks almost embarrassed. "Yeah," she says, looking down at a spot on the floor in the hopes that Michael Vartan will magically appear. lodie looks down at the same spot, but nothing happens. DAMMIT.
Kaesong, North Korea. There's really nothing funny about that. We're outside what looks like a prison. Then we hear a door clanging open and we're inside and Gordo is storming his way through a hall. He walks into a medical facility room and Bauchau is laid out on a gurney, getting medical attention. Gordo looks down at him and says, "Gordon Dean. How're you feeling, Dr. Desantis?" "Couldn't be better," says Bauchau. "Thank you." "I'm told there shouldn't be any lingering side effects from the procedure," says Gordo. "Twenty-three years," says Bauchau. Or should I say Desantis? "The cohesion problem was solved once we understood how to re-sequence the information," says Gordo. "Girl's alive," says Desantis. "She calls herself 'Rene Rienne.' Works with the CIA." "Well," says Gordo, "then keeping an eye on her won't be a problem."
Especially when Sloane is in the hizzouse! The door to the Apple Store opens up and Sloane is in the red-clad outer room. As the Strings of Oh, Shit, Sloane's Back In Town play across the soundtrack, Sloane pretty much saunters into the Apple Store with a sick twist to his already nasty lips. Jack waits for him at the end of the hallway and it's almost like a stand-off at the OK Corral, only there are sneers and twisted lips in place of guns. Whoo boy, would I pay good money for tickets to THAT showdown.
on Alias: A week off! Yay! I'm going to paint my toenails! And then my dog's toenails! And then my neighbor's dog's toenails! Wooooo!