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We return to the sound of ticking biological clocks (and marriage clocks when it comes to Lisa), as we follow Lisa to an acupuncturist visit and visit Karen’t as she holds her boyfriend hostage in the dentist chair to talk babies. Lisa hates needles, so it’s kinda funny watching them get put in her head, but I do feel bad for her. Most because she keeps talking about how her miscarriages are affecting her marriage and how insensitive Lenny is to her struggle. I can’t imagine any man being anything but supportive of a wife who tries as hard as Lisa does, and I don’t want to think about what he’s said to her when the cameras aren’t rolling. I have a feeling it’s worse than what she lets on.
As for Karen’t, it’s pure comedy as she literally forces her dentistry on Rodolpho and starts gabbing about freezing embryos while simultaneously making it impossible for him to talk or, like, protest. She starts tearing up when it comes time to actually ask him if that’s a step he wants to take, and he sweetly lets her down gently.
If that weren’t enough, he gets dragged to dinner with Lisa, Joanna, Lenny and Romain. The ladies head to the bathroom, and the entire segment consists of basically this:
ROMAIN: You guys engaged?
ROMAIN: And you’re an international star with lots of female fans?
ROMAIN: But you’re not engaged.
ROMAIN: That sounds amazing. I mean, you should get engaged. Engagement is amazing. I love being engaged.
It’s awkward to say the least, though they look like they’re eating tamales, so I’m smiling and thinking about the taco truck I’m gonna hit up after I’m done writing as my reward. Commercial!
And now for a couple of people I want to be when I grow up – Frederic’s parents! They are the Frenchiest Frenchies who ever Frenched, and boy do they wear it well. God could not have created two more elegant people, and I could listen to them talk all damn day. Ain’t no accent like an upper crust French accent. Why their son looks like a professional tango dancer all time, I have no idea. He must have been raised primarily by nannies. Jean-Pierre and Suzanne have taste for days. For DAYS.
They’re in town to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary, and Adriana can’t comprehend a couple staying together that long. She’s a little too agog at the number and I think I see a wrinkle of discomfort in Frederic’s leathery face that I haven’t seen before. Could he finally be getting the message?
We head to Joanna’s for the most pleasant amount of time I’ve spent there so far. Jolanta, Mama Krupa, is visitin, and Romain and Joanna hop into bead with her and Marta for a creepy/cute morning cuddle session. Marta’s fully regressed back to being a six-year-old wearing what look like rainbow footie pajamas, and she and Romain grab coffee while Joanna and Jolanta make French toast. In the kitchen, Joanna asks for advice about her relationship with Romain, and we get some real insight into why Joanna is the way she is. Her dad wasn’t around that much, and according to Jolanta, Joanna took the brunt of helping raise Marta and assisting her mother in whatever way she could. Mama Krupa is moved to tears when she explains that Joanna had to be so strong growing up that it’s hard for her now to let Romain take care of her. It’s really sweet, y’all. Poor, awesome Jolanta, cursed with ridiculous daughters…