It’s a week of “green” TV shows on NBC, and Las Vegas follows suit with a green conference taking place at the Montecito. Delinda harps on everyone about how un-green the casino is. Get a clue, girl. It’s Las Vegas. A city in the middle of the desert. It’s probably the least green place on the planet.
But after doing mega-research on her laptop, she asks Danny to talk to Coop about making some changes and they end up creating a green suite. Who knows, if the green traveler market is big enough, maybe they’ll make a whole floor green. Meanwhile, I’ve heard enough about local produce, water-conserving shower heads, VIP parking lots for hybrids, and imported French cheese to last me a lifetime. I’m as ecological as the next girl, but must they stuff it down our throats on every TV show?
Cooper spends the night with a beautiful businesswoman named Erin Hudson, played by Gail O’Grady, who looks nothing like her character Donna on NYPD Blue. I wouldn’t have recognized her if I hadn’t seen the credits at the beginning of the show.
Anyway, she and Cooper are old business foes, but now find themselves on the same side of a deal. They both own land adjacent to a piece in Saskatchewan that Cooper wants, so they spend the night cooking up easement deals to get it from a guy named Grant, who’s off night-surfing in Baja with Danny.
Delinda and Piper don’t care about the deal. They just want to hook Erin and Cooper up, thinking it’ll make their jobs a little easier if he’s got something to go home to. I agree. Let’s hook Cooper up with someone. Erin seems like a worthy female, so quit teasing us.
Sam hires a dating service to find her a life partner. Ok, she’s not really looking for a life partner, because she’s got her little black book to keep her warm at night. Her whale business is hurting, so she uses the dating service to bring in three wealthy businessmen to stir things up. It works, but in the end, Sam feels bad about lying to the guys and hooks them up with suitable females.
The episode ends with a big “Keep it Green!” credit, which just about puts me over the edge. We get it, ok? Now leave us alone in our un-green squalor.
