In New York, Carole is meeting with Ranjana Khan to talk about her new book being made into a television series. When she mentions that it will be filming in New York and she’ll be asking Ranjana to design the jewelry, Ranjana mentions that LuAnn stopped by to look at some of her jewelry. While there, the countess, author of an etiquette book, asked Naeem if she could borrow one or some of his very exclusive and expensive gowns. This is upsetting to the princess because she asked her friends to let LuAnn stop by to shop, not to borrow.
When I see that friend jumper, I’m going to rip her royal eyebrows off of her face…srsly!
Carole nails it by calling LuAnn a friend jumper. Carole did not get LuAnn into Ranjana’s and Naeem’s to get free, loaner gowns, she hooked her up to buy some jewelry. Ranjana is gracious and sees the bright side, that LuAnn will look great, if she can fit, in Naeem’s gowns. Since LuAnn always pushes aside the short people, the gown will certainly be seen.
At dinner in Miami, Aviva gullibly goes along with her Hornysaurus dad’s suggestion to order the Kobe beef hotdog. Horndog loves the hotdog. Phobia queen Aviva never eats hotdogs due to their cancer-causing nitrates, but she’s making an exception tonight. They can’t get tap water, though, the tap water phobia remains in effect. When the first course arrives, Reid shares some of his ceviche, which Ramona LOVES since it has some “kalandra”, umm, cilantro. At least the salad didn’t have any “glams” in it.
I think this has kalandra in it.
Reid brings up Ramona’s palate, opening the door for Aviva to stir the pot about LuAnn and Jacques trying to trick Ramona into dissing her own wine. Mario jumps in with his impression of Jacques, calling him Pepe le Pew. It’s LuAnn’s code language, but Mario must have gotten the decoder ring in his cereal, because he does a heck of a job deciphering it. Aviva also speaks the code language, but she just gives an eye roll–not at what Mario is saying about Pepe le Pew, but that Ramona isn’t wound up yet.
Oh, you forgot your credit card? Well, you better march over to that ATM and get some cash.
The subject is thankfully dropped once the horndog hotdog is placed on the table. That’s what ya get when you take out the nitrates and put in Viagra–less cancer, more woody.
More Viagra, less nitrates.
I’m going to need to borrow that. I’ll be back in ten minutes.
Looking forward to the rest of the season, it looks like allegiances shift and more Aging Housewives Gone Wild. Stock up on brain bleach, but stay tuned!