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2x11 A Higher Echelon
Syd and The Exposition Fairy* share some morning orange juice and
national-security secrets. Ack! Marshall torture! Can't watch! Make it
stop! Syd engages in some girl-talk with Francie: "Ohmigod, Francie,
there's this cuuuuuuute guy in homeroom, and I have such a crush on
him! And can I borrow your notes from algebra?" Sydney says "Michael" as if
it's naughty -- and she likes it that way. Sloane is a big meanie. Yay,
Dixon's back! He guest-hosts "Marshall's Gadget Minute," but doesn't engage
in stuttering or random documentary references. Sydney puts a bunch of guys
to sleep. Kinda like most of the presentations I've ever been to. In an
attempt to make up for MIA!Dixon, we get Geek!Dixon and Action!Dixon. And
also InadvertentlyFoilingSyd'sPlan!Dixon. Vaughn welcomes Willage to the
CIA and tells him not to remove any files from the Trade Roads
office, thereby ensuring that someday he will. Before Vaughn can
decide whether to be freaked that Will might be inappropriately hitting or
him or happy that it would mean that Will wouldn't be hitting on Syd
anymore, Willage gets all buttinsky in Sydney's business. The CIA wishes it
had bought Macs instead of PCs. The lioness gets taken for a walk and has
some coffee talk with Vaughn. Marshall pings. Later, he will Pong. Between
"Alias" and "Angel," is anybody else as tired as I am of that frelling tall
round building in the aerial shots of L.A.? Jack and Ariana do lunch, but
their only appetite is for putting one over on each other. Although Ariana
does seem concerned with Jack's package. Then Jack and Vaughn have a
stare-down in the Van of Hot Agents. D.J. Jazzy Dix and the Fresh Syd go to
Mexico City to retrieve Marshall. Syd gets another good kick in on Sadistic
Asian Dentist, but I suspect he's a Weeble. Then Marshall and Sydney 'chute
the breeze. You know that SD-6 techie finalized his will before giving
Sloane the bad news about Echelon. Syd leaves the warehouse as Vaughn
stares after her angstily. Huh. Never seen that before. Jack asks Sloane
for help. Sloane shows that he's untrustworthy. Duh. Speaking of "duh,"
ABC's promo department needs a grammar refresher course.
*TM somebody at Television Without Pity
-- By Souris, Vartan Ho #4
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