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This week Stephanie bravely enters her regular scheduled pap smear appointment only to discover the exam room features an outside wall with lightly frosted detailing for "privacy", because nothing says medical serenity like being one squint away from public eye contact.  It was giving "exhibit" vibes.

Meanwhile, Courtney gets approached in a parking lot by a man with shoulder-length blond hair, horror-movie energy, and breath that could legally qualify as a biohazard.  Was he flirting? Was he terrorizing? Was he recently chewing on a tire fire? We get to the bottom of it.

Listen in as we slowly but surely teeter on the brink of low key insanity.

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