Ethan pulls a totally wuss move and doesn't die in the car accident. Laaaame! He apologizes to the other driver, who suffered a punctured lung like whoa. He learns that she goes to West Bev... and is in his French class. Awkward! Guilt drives him to get extra chummy with her, and she totally takes advantage by pretending to be weaker than is actually the case so Ethan Nightingale will show her the really good bedside manner. I'm putting my money on it -- they're so hooking up.
While Ethan gets his nursing certificate, Annie approaches Hot for Drama Teacher to find out why she didn't get Cleopatra, a.k.a. the part of destiny. Annie operates under the assumption that something as minor as a bad hair day was her downfall. Instead, HfDT tells her she's a crap actress. Nice. Surprisingly, Annie takes this criticism constructively. Nonetheless, in the light of recent events, her constant yammering wears thin on Ethan.
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