Daniel is out playing ball with DJ, because no one works in the city let alone Queens, Hilda. Daniel wants to talk with DJ about things, which should be fun considering they don't speak the same language. This is even less interesting than Hilda and Coach. Why can't Daniel and Hilda get together and raise Justin and DJ together? That way the writers can combine the boring parts.
Is that a vulture behind them? Must be waiting for Daniel's parenting
skills to perish. Not long now, my carrion-eating friend.
Christina is helping Betty pick up the bee milk perfume when she gets a call from Stuart. You know, the one she's carrying the baby for to make enough money for an experimental treatment for some unknown disease he has. Ah, telenovelas, you complete me.
Ugly Betty or Wacko Betty? Hard to tell from those tights et al.
Christina says she thinks Stuart is doing drugs again. I thought he was an alcoholic? It's like Intervention but no linear story-telling. She took some of his hair is and having it tested for drugs. And judging by the amount on the comb, he's probably using Propecia, too.
Jesus, did you leave any on his head?
At the museum where they house Russian antiquities, Betty drools over the glass-encased tiara. She asks the security guard how she can rent it, mostly because security guards have that kind of info/power. She finally gets to a curator of sorts, who inexplicably begins crying when Betty asks for the tiara. Because the curator is the last of the tsars and it's rightfully hers? That actually would be an awesome addition to the story, although one that really makes no sense.
Oh, please. This guy is keeping that tiara as safe as TSA keeps us at the airport.
Betty returns to the office with a litany of comments about her day - three stores for the bee pollen, the cleansing milk was $600 (is the milk coming from Angelina Jolie's breasts for Christ's sake?), and oh by the way, here's the tiara with the two wiseguys behind me. Willie can't believe it. I can't believe we're going to see Willie in a tiara! Score!
If she won't wear it, I certainly will!
Turns out the crying curator just got dumped by her boyfriend for a thyroid condition - I know, the age-old story - and she just needed someone to sit with her for a little while and listen. "Let me get this straight," Marc asks, Botox needle in hand, "You got the tiara by being nice to someone?" I hate when that happens. Marc calls it beginner's luck. Willie wants Marc to take off his gloves because Betty will be Botoxing her from now on. Ouch! For all involved!
Hit bone? From this camera angle,
looks like we'll be hitting silicone.
In Willie's office, she tells Betty she "passed the test." She tells Betty she thinks she may be "the one." "You mean like Lord of the Rings?" Betty asks. Yes, and you are Froto.
Willie tells her there's only been one other person who has been able to get that tiara - Wilhelmina herself! It was for Fey's launch party all those years ago (wonder if she was wearing it when Amanda was conceived?). She decides she wants to groom Betty, "And Lord knows you need some grooming. You will be my protégé." She gives Betty full control of her launch party. You know, with Betty's ability to plan events on 24 hour notice, she should really consider her own event planning company in Vegas.
"After being my assistant, you'll be able to write your own ticket in town. Who knows, you may be the next Wilhelmina Slater." Clothes, hair and makeup, yes. Evil personality? No. Well, not so much...no, wait...I'd be evil for that skin! Sign up, Betty!
Marc is crushed. Betty tries to apologize saying she really needs his help for this launch party that is only 27 hours away. Can he help her find a life-sized, anatomically-correct, black vodka ice sculpture of "you know who." Are those available? I feel like getting married just to get one. And I'm sure that can be ordered, created, and delivered in the next 27 hours.
Marc goes crying to Amanda who sings him a lullaby, "Hush little homo, don't you cry, mama's gonna steal you a Prada tie," just as Coach shows up at the office. Because he has a lot of free time on his hands what with gym class being only one period and all. Both Amanda and Marc are smitten.
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Comments (1)
Another FINE recap - and a good episode! (I may give minor demerits for anti-GOP bias).
"Betty, I think I'd like to go back to
having Marc do my collagen injections." - LOL Brilliant screencap
In real life, Hilda should stop and ask herself if she really wants to be married to a man who cheats on his wife. But this is a teleno-nothing, so I think this we should get used to the dating-married-guys plots.
1 of 1 | Posted by fire@will | Posted on October 7, 2008 9:26 AM