Glare At All The Unprofessional Idiots In The Beverly Hills, 90210 Visual Aids
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Val's got new hair. She's also got a very rotisserie chicken-coloured tan, but Brandon doesn't bother mentioning that in his table-setting voiceover.
Is this super-tall coif an homage to Dylan? ...Or, should we say, the episode's first homage to Dylan?
Can someone just quickly grab Donna and show her that this is what cleavage is supposed to look like?
Not sure how Brandon is supposed to use Steve's Amex for rent...or at all, given that it doesn't have a magnetic strip on the back.
TFW your eligible roommate you've fooled around with on multiple occasions maybe has access to more money than you thought, and this season you're a gold-digger.
Hi Zach. Sorry this strange man has his hands on you, but your mother will be here soon.
HI HILARY SWANK, JUST TELL ZACH BOYS DON'T CRY
This is Steve reeling back at the punchline to Carly's insult, which she finally got to ten minutes after her setup.
That grin that makes Ian Ziering look fifteen again (and makes us forgive a lot of his bullshit).
Val begs her quasi-friends not to put her perfume spritz job on blast, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
Is it really confession if you don't bring along some jamoke to wait outside to glower at you?
Corn Shooters: the official breakfast cereal of cohabitation conflict.
It's such a hassle when you're on the phone trying to make a good impression with a potential employer and no one can keep it down in the DINER.
Marcy's hair is full of secrets and possibly also a whole warren of possums.
Please explain how Jason Priestley can pour this much water directly onto his hair, shake it off like a dog, and not muss it even one bit. It's unnatural!
Meanwhile, David could have two five-gallon bottles of water in his pant legs and no one would know.
Birth control pill STUFF.
Vanessa is so sensitive that she can get violently ill after only a few minutes' worth of direct exposure to Donna.
Take a break, Priestley. Don't rush back.
TFW your friend who's just been bitching about his failing business says he's going to close it for a week while he fucks off to Hawaii.
Brandon doesn't care for Kelly's decor changes, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
Val does a drive-by snipe at both Brandon and Kelly, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
Evidently Jennie Garth was also a bitch to someone in the Wardrobe department.
Okay, Tracy's hair was never this long when she was on the show, but nice try. (Looks great, though!)
Jennie Garth gets crammed back into her old preggeralls, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
Ian Ziering makes his own fun again, with an assist from some olives.
This broad is the worst actor in the episode...but not by much.
So we're not even trying to look cute anymore? Cool.
"Here's your room, and we've gotten permission from the guests in the adjoining room that you can keep your pantaloons in their closet."
David's being supportive enough to earn himself a Barbie-handed hug from Donna!
The cleavern wants to assure you that it is extremely professional.
Fernando is not so sure. We stand with Fernando.
The shot that made Tara write in her notes that the guy on the boat looks like "a sarcastic drawing of young Elvis."
Sunburn STUFF! (Sunburns are no joke, get a high SPF and reapply frequently, you're welcome.)
Same, Donna. Same.
"Guys, who gave Rex the flight info?"
Please explain this wimple of hair on the back of Brandon's head.
How many takes did this arm chores require?
A cleavern, concerned.
YOU GUYS, TRACY GOT ENGAGED TO BOBBY COBB!!!
And Kelly is a bitch about it.
Same, David. Same.
Brandon, pretending he's hard.
Some guy just shot Kelly and then drove away before we could thank him!
Cue the ridiculous Twyla Tharp panic running. Guys: it's just Kelly.