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1.2 So It Begins

Sydney: "Do I look like I'm in junior high? Are there braces on my teeth? Do you see a retainer?"

This episode was dominated by Sydney's forced and uncomfortable interaction with her new CIA handler, Vaughn, whom she thought was treating her like a child. Sydney doesn't want to play Langley games ("Joey's Pizza"), and who can blame her? Vaughn was taken off the case at the end of this episode. Since Michael Vartan is a major hottie and is also in the cast, I don't think this development will be permanent.

Sydney moved into a new apartment, with the help of Will, Francie, and Francie's boyfriend Charlie. Why did she move? She didn't live with Danny, but perhaps there were too many memories there now. Will, an investigative reporter, wanted desperately to investigate Danny's death, while Sydney wanted desperately for him not to and of course, she could not tell him why.

Again, the most interesting interaction here was Sydney with her father, Jack. She discovered that Jack knew Sloane was going to have Danny killed; after at first thinking the worst, she discovered he had bought Sydney and Danny plane tickets to Singapore.

We were left with our first cliffhanger: Sydney holding the core of a nuke with a gun aimed at her head.

Bits and pieces:

-- Vaughn's girlfriend is named Alice. One assumes she's the blonde in the photo from last week.

-- Two new characters were introduced: Francie's boyfriend Charlie, and Jenny the nineteen-year-old intern/assistant/whatever at Will's paper.

-- Marshall: "I'm trying to be kind of Pavlovian about these puppies. No pun intended."

-- Weiss: "That's what I'm going to call you from now on. Hey, have you met 'balls of steel?'" Weiss is very cute, and very funny. Good character for Vaughn to banter with.

-- Devlin was again mentioned, but we didn't see him.

-- We learned that Will and Sydney have known each other for three years.

-- This week's hot gadget: a spot the size of a pin head that knocks people out instantly.

-- This week's incredible McGuffin: an old nuke buried in a man's grave. I think I would have called Marshall instead of Vaughn, too. No reflection on Vaughn.

-- This week's itinerary: Flashbacks in Paris, France, and Memphis, Egypt, and action in Moscow and Cairo.

-- This week's language skills: Sydney spoke Russian, at least to the extent of "I have your towels, sir."

-- This week's hot look: That blue thing Sydney was wearing. (That wasn't spandex, was it? How could she kick in that thing?) And Dixon's gold African robes were gorgeous.

Two out of four spies,

Billie





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