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So...Betty has fixed the photographer issue by providing three times the jilted photographers fee and promising Daniel will be nowhere near the photoshoot. Or, they could have just gotten one of the other millions of photographers in New York City without all the drama. The Crab is not getting happier with this script.

"Daniel, I know that part of my job is following you around and cleaning up your messes, but since Renee there isn't a pooper scooper big enough!" Line of the week awarded to Betty.

"As your unofficial and occasional therapist, I think it would be a good idea for you to see somebody." But God forbid anyone should recommend that for Betty. I wonder when the post-traumatic stress syndrome will catch up with her...because although Daniel's assistant was almost murdered, Betty was a little closer to the flaming action. They should be checking on her more than him. Daniel says he doesn't need one and does so by lying on a sofa. Drama queen. And he might consider stepping back to 1982 with those jeans.

Betty gives him the definition of insanity and he says he's not insane, he's optimistic. Now he's just a tool. Betty says, "If you want things in your life to be different, you must do things differently." This is important for later, when Betty apparently wants her life to be a complete and total mess and where she decided she would prefer no self-respect. She hands Daniel a card and says he has an appointment for 2pm.

Betty is packing up her beach bag when Henry stops by. "Henry! Are you ready for our lunch date?" Wait for it people...

"I would be...but Charlie called and her yoga partner cancelled, so," he says. SO SHE CAN SKIP IT OR GO ALONE. Betty grabs one of the stress things where the ears, eyes and nose/mouth pop out when you squeeze it and my dogs went crazy when it squeaked.

Oh nooooo, it's the Mr. Henry Show!

"You do realize she's doing this on purpose don't you?" She says. He does. "She's trying to get in between us because she hates me." Or she's pissed her baby daddy is having lunch with another woman. Henry says she doesn't hate Betty, but he was hoping they could be friends. Are you kidding me? Henry, what did you get on your CPA exam, drool? She yells at Henry that this is never going to stop, then she sees Daniel staring at the therapist's card. Or it's a coupon for a free coffee with fill up. "Unless...I do things differently."

Okay, there's doing things differently because you keep getting in bad relationships, or you hate your job, or you need to lose weight. There's absolutely no doing things differently to get on the good side of your soon-to-be-ex-and-long-gone boyfriend's baby mama's side. That's just ridonkulous.

But no...here we are as Charlie is unrolling her mat at yoga class as Betty walks up and says, "Hi" too cheerfully. Does she keep those sloppy gym clothes at the office? "Henry can't make it, so I'm here...to be your yoga partner...and friend." Call Dr. Phil, 'cause that dog won't hunt. Unless she's mine and then it's just for the baby bunnies in the back yard. (Seriously, Crabby has four dogs and the rabbit chooses this yard to produce endless offspring. Dumber than Daniel and Henry combined!).

Did someone just cut one?

Charlie doesn't want to be yoga partners or friends, so Betty reminds her of when they first met. "I bought you a brownie," Betty says. "We could go back to those times, the brownie times." She shoves a brownie in her face.

"Well, I have gestational diabetes so I could die if I ate that but thank you," Charlie says. Betty, get her a sugar-free milkshake and fill it with sugar, baby. It's your only hope!

Then Betty begins to talk it up in yoga class, trying to get to know Charlie a little more - the whole natural childbirth thing (sucker!) and Charlie snaps, "Go away, now!" at her. This is exactly the kind of environment I enjoy for yoga - stressful! The yoga teacher shushes them. Heh.

Back to my nightmare, the school gym...Hilda walks in with the most unfortunate Capri pants ever. Hilda, in all your free time, have you never watched What Not to Wear? Those pants are a "not" because they make you look shorter and they do nothing for your hips and ass except make them look HUGE. "Excuse me, are you Coach Diaz?" All we see is a guy bent over picking up balls (hahahahahahahahahahahaha) and his shorts are wayyyyy toooooo tight. You know he's going to be a hottie. Me-ow!

Will it be worth the wait...and...YES!"

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