The Problem with the Swedish Chef: Tuppence manifests a secret spy detective agency, Portia manifests a microphone, and Tommy and Tuppence try on the personalities of different fictional detectives. Featuring: lots of pod wine, terrible accents, and a giggling fit.

Is Katherine hot or not?

Can Derrick put his player days behind him? Do Portia and Amanda have to learn new stereotypes? We discuss Kitty Kidd's short but lethal drag performance while mispronounciation continues to abound. Also literal fireworks.

Agatha tries to write Poirot and Hastings into an international crime organization caper, with a side of Asian stereotypes and fetishism 🤦‍♀️. Spoiliers: fake death, fake twin, curare cigarette, evil lair, everybody dies.

We learn to never trust a narrator and somehow we're surprised that a story about murder is sad. Also, Queer Eye For the Belgian Detective?

In this episode of Drunk History... er... Poirot Pod... Amanda copes with reading a great book with some seriously problematic language with way too much pod wine and Portia holds it together. Bonus: excessive background noise. One tipsy epiphany: "American racism is the psychopathic grandchild of British racism."

A murder, a spy mystery, ice cream sodas, blood diamonds, racism, war profiteering, and some sexy choking.

Amanda and Portia do a better job of describing the plot and Portia almost says most words correctly. Trip at the end as we discover sentences cut from the ebook that were in an older physical copy.

Our second attempt; Portia gives historical context, we love the heroes but think the villain is stupid. We add music but there might be technical glitches. Portia still can’t say “Poirot” and we both want to grow up to be Tuppence.

Portia and Amanda try to figure out this whole podcast thing, we think Agatha gets everyone’s ages wrong, Portia can’t say “Poirot,” we veer off into Harry Potter for a while, Amanda fails at inserting Lesbian subtext, and sometimes we talk about the mystery.