Next morning, Laura enters the Steele offices with a spring in her step (and a big honkin’ bow around her collar).
Oh, 1980s fashion. You make me sad. Still, it could be worse …
Let’s all take a quiet moment to cleanse this image from our souls, shall we? There. Now we can continue.
Apparently Laura is running late this morning, because Bernice remarks that she’s “cutting it a little close.”
Laura explains that she has a good reason: She had “the most incredible evening.”
“With who?” Bernice inquires, assuming Laura was with a man – because no woman could have an incredible evening alone. Oh, 1980s social mores. You make me sad. Anyway, Laura confirms Bernice’s assumption:
Bernice presses Miss Holt for “all the gory details,” and Laura relates that first “he” bought her a bottle of champagne …
Murphy pops his head in, looking displeased. He thought she didn’t like champagne! (No, Murphy – I believe she said she didn’t like this:
Laura fetches a stepstool, conveniently located right there in the executive office.
She tells Bernice and Murphy that she and “him” went for a drive – and “that’s when things really got hairy!”
Oh ho! I guess that means FauxPearson must have taken his shirt off. (Just what went on after the previous scene faded to black, hmmm?)
Inquiring minds (that is, Murphy) want to know! Bernice helpfully fills him in: Laura went joyriding with Special Agent Ben Pearson!
Murph reminds Laura that, for all they know, the man could be an international jewel thief or a mass murderer! Prompted by Laura, Murphy is forced to admit that “Pearson checks out.” But wait! He wasn’t supposed to arrive until today! Diligent Mr. Michaels has requested a wire photo.
Meanwhile, Laura has been pulling tissue paper out of a small box she retrieved from the closet. Is it somebody’s birthday?
Whoa! Laura has pulled out her rod! Murphy is shocked – he didn’t even know she was packing. (And she always seemed so feminine! He is disillusioned … and perhaps a bit frightened.)
Laura wonders where they left the bullets … Not to worry, Miss Holt!
I believe this guy has been storing them in his shirt pocket for safe-keeping!
Laura shares that the men who originally stole the jewels are brutal murderers who followed them last night. Fortunately, “Ben took care of them brilliantly.”
Laura says she’d feel better if Murphy packed a rod. How insulting! I don’t think this relationship is going to work out, Murph.
Laura directs Bernice to page Remington Steele in exactly 27 minutes, “just to keep his presence alive.” She’s on the way to meet Hunter.
Murphy, apparently still stung by Laura’s cruel dismissal of his endowments, calls after her:
“Sounds like he got a lot for his lousy bottle of champagne!”
“It was a magnum,” Bernice smirks.
Wait a second. What show is this again?
I’ll stop there for now. What do you make of Laura taking on “Ben Pearson’s” phraseology? More importantly – what exactly happened between the time we left Laura and Mystery Man in the limo and when she came smiling into the office? Anyone care to speculate?