When Betty attempts to get out of the carriage, she, in true Betty form, falls out and manages to dump the hot chocolate she's carrying all over herself (which is weird because when she fell she threw it up with her hands). Gio tries to dry her off with the tiniest shred of tissue he could find.
She just gets better looking at night, doesn't she?
Betty is at that point of hysteria where you both laugh and cry at the same time and you just want to fall in bed and pretend the day never happened. Good luck! Gio makes it worse by mumbling about how horrible her birthday is and that she deserves better. "You're a great girl. So good, and nice..."
"You did everything you could...it's fine," she says. Geez, let her go home already.
"I wasted your whole night," he says. And suddenly construction workers above them, making triple time since they are working on a Friday night, begin doing some welding. Sparks are flying everywhere. "Look!" Betty says. "Fireworks!" That are dangerously close to them in the street! She leans her head against Gio as they watch. WHAT?!
Are those guys peeing sparks? Cool!"
Back at Daniels..."You found Marc with your underwear?" Renee asks. "This smells like Wilhelmina."
"That's exactly what I said!" Daniel says. Start picking out china. They have a moment and Renee fesses up to what really happened at Stony Brook. When she was at school, she had a breakdown, went to a facility for treatment, and still sees a shrink. Or, as they phrase it at my alma mater, "I went through rush, joined a sorority, and now see a shrink." And she takes pills. Everyday. To keep her sane. Doesn't everyone in New York take pills and see a shrink? And in Des Moines too? Please.
Daniel thanks her for being honest with him and he does still want to be with her. So much so, he invites her to move in. Don't let her see which undies Marc found, or the deal's off my friend.
"I wonder what Mister Dull and Sister Crazy are doing right now." I hope it's making a CD because that is a fab name for a band. Renee calls and rubs her moving in with Daniel into Willie's face. "Did you really think I'd be so stupid as to leave that recording just lying around?" Renee asks. Well then, what did Marc take? "If you or Marc interferes again, I'll release the recording to everyone." Do it through iTunes so we can all download it! She hangs up.
Marc shows Willie a bag of pills. "Are you sure those are the right pills?" She asks Marc. Wow. Evil!
"They were the ones in that hi-day-ous green bag," he says.
"What did you replace them with?" Oh, I see where this is going. Me likey the drama!
"Your fat blockers!" Ha! "They were the only ones that matched!"
"Marc, we want her crazy, not crazy and thin!" True. We do already have the Olsen twins. "Those pills are the only thing between my sister and the nuthouse. Once she loses her grip on reality, my plan will be in motion." Wah-ha-haaaa!
Anti-pyro pills switched with fat blockers? Evil genius, thy name is Marc
Betty returns home to see the remnants of the party she missed. Henry is asleep on the sofa (sexy!). She sees the daisies and the decorations. Wouldn't it be funny if she totally freaked out and bashed the hell out of the piñata? When she sees Papi, she says, "You didn't have to do anything special for me." Papi admits he really threw the party for himself because he likes taken care of his little girl, but he knows he doesn't need to be making cupcakes for her anymore. "There will never be a day I don't need you to make cupcakes for me." Amen, Betty. Now let's pound down a few.
Back at the lair, Marc tells Willie he doesn't want to second guess her choices, but "can I ask you something friend to friend?" Willie shudders. Mark's conscience speaks, "It's just...what we're doing...I mean...Renee's your sister."
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Comments (5)
Miss V.--I mean, DearCrabby--loved your Ugly Betty "Worst Birthday" recap., esp. George Clooney/IKEA,Three Foot High Club, afford the rights to Disney, and Way to go Writers' Strike.
And for the ones that would make an English teacher smile: big fraction=oxymoron, baby guru or guru who is a baby. And I love it that you know how to use subjunctive mood.
Finally, 1) all fragments in this comment are on purpose 2) yes, it's a good time to be silver.
1 of 5 | Posted by Clytemnestra | Posted on May 3, 2008 2:08 PM
Miss V.--I mean, DearCrabby--loved your Ugly Betty "Worst Birthday" recap., esp. George Clooney/IKEA,Three Foot High Club, afford the rights to Disney, and Way to go Writers' Strike. And for the ones that would make an English teacher smile: big fraction=oxymoron, baby guru or guru who is a baby. And I love it that you know how to use subjunctive mood. Finally, 1) all fragments in this comment are on purpose 2) yes, it's a good time to be silver.
2 of 5 | Posted by Clytemnestra | Posted on May 3, 2008 2:10 PM
Miss V.--I mean, DearCrabby--loved your Ugly Betty "Worst Birthday" recap., esp. George Clooney/IKEA,Three Foot High Club, afford the rights to Disney, and Way to go Writers' Strike. And for the ones that would make an English teacher smile: big fraction=oxymoron, baby guru or guru who is a baby. And I love it that you know how to use subjunctive mood. Finally, 1) all fragments in this comment are on purpose 2) yes, it's a good time to be silver.
3 of 5 | Posted by Clytemnestra | Posted on May 3, 2008 2:19 PM
Oy, I've out-dorked Betty and Henry by posting the same comment 3 times. I know--LOSER!Penance will be served by wearing a headband and ignoring my tweezers.
4 of 5 | Posted by Clytemnestra | Posted on May 3, 2008 2:41 PM
Ha! Thanks Clytemnestra, glad my English teacher is proud :) I honed my skills in her class...too bad she wouldn't let me use them when I was writing captions for the yearbook, ahem.
5 of 5 | Posted by Dear Crabby | Posted on May 6, 2008 9:25 AM