I don’t know about the sex pool - between the unspoken “grasshopper” in just about every line she speaks to him, and her drawing and running facial recognition searches for the “man of her dreams,” I’m not really seeing it.
(But I’m also not seeing this supposed sister vibe Seth Gabel says AltOlivia is throwing at AltLincoln, either -those two should be deep sea diving in the sex pool.)
Maybe I’m just loving Olivia in the “Charlie” role too much; it’s a good fit for her.
What I especially loved about Lincoln in this one was how credibly and unassumingly “not freaked out” he really was, from his genuine puzzlement over Olivia calling him in for a special mentor-ly chat about things, to teasing her about it later, to the way he, without a trace of irony or “playing along,” adopted “Gus” as the accepted terminology, even while the old-pro Olivia was boggling over giving the sentient fungus brain a name. Having it pointed out to me later that the episode was penned by a veteran Buffy writer went quite a long way in explaining how Lincoln was able to pull this off without it seeming like some kind of nerd superpower (“More unflappable than a locomotive!”) and more like a perfectly sound and logical in-universe variation on the old “When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth” theme. It’s just a matter of adjusting the boundary between “impossible” and “improbable,” is all.
The One With Gus, The Lonely Fungus v The Lonely People Of The Fringe Division
Broyles: I want you and Agent Lee to assemble a small team and have them meet you in the tunnel.
Olivia: Based on the boys’ remains, the fungus colony at the tunnel is probably much bigger than what we have here. I’m not convinced that UV is the most efficient way to destroy it.
Broyles: You have something else in mind?
Olivia: I’m thinking flamethrowers.