Meanwhile, Stella has accepted Jenny's blackmail terms (bracelet in exchange for Stella buggering off) and is about to go back to the circus but Marian talks her out of it with a gag-worthy speech of "My god-daughter's not a quitter!" and "Skating is your dream!" I do believe he has it in his contract these days that he must not have any dialogue unless it's to or about Stella. Also, why the hell won't anyone ever let Stella go back to the circus?? This is about the fifth time that she tried!
Deniz is a giant tool again, whining at Lars about Jenny being a bitch - and yes, he's right about Jenny slipping Stella the stupid wallet, but he is being such a spazzy, immature prat over it, and it's all flailing and overacted and I want to smack every one of his expressions off his face. Definitely no Deniz love today. As a result, he gets himself suspended from training for a week and hangs around No.7 being by turns mopey and aggressive, i.e. BAD COMBINATION BOYFRIEND. Get the hell off the screen and have your hissy fits somewhere else pls.
Stella, persuaded by Marian, gets her bitchface on and decides to take Jenny on. And you know what? Bitchy!Stella is about five dozen times more convincing than perky!Stella or heart-of-gold!Stella. I don't think it's projection. She's coolly threatening and genuinely nasty and I BELIEVE HER. I want a role reversal instead of a Jenny/Diana reprise, please! It could so freaking work. It could make for such a cool story if Jenny had finally grown enough to be a semi-decent person and was trying to make life work for her the nice way and then along comes someone who made her life hell just the way she used to do it to other people. Simply rehashing the exact same old trope is just... lame. But whatever. It's not like I'm surprised.
Right, plot. Stella confronts Jenny in the locker rooms and gets her to chat about her little intrigue, but Marian is behind the shower curtain with a recorder and gets the whole thing on tape, so now Jenny's in trouble. Bleck.
Two cute scenes in this entire ep: 1. Short scene with Jenny and Lars in the bathroom where he nuzzles flirtily into her hair and actually laughs (that is still a rare enough sight that it's doubly cute when he does).
2. Skating scene with Jenny and Roman while Lars watches. Ok, the skating itself is kind of a bust because it just being a training session, they didn't go to much effort to do cool things, and the doubles are pretty visible. But then Jenny wanders off to talk to Stella and Lars tells Roman to carry on by himself, and Roman's like, "What, alone?" and Lars yells, "Yeah, totally alone! You are alone! Alone! Alone!" and does this weird little jazzhands/dancy thing with it. And again, he is GRINNING. If he weren't so cute, this could be a cruel meta thing re: Roman's romantic life, but as it is, I just sat there and giggled with him while Roman rolled his eyes and flipped him the finger. Heeeh!
Otherwise, it was the worst episode all week, oh wait, the week's just started. Bummer.
Max and Lena yell at each other over the baby for about fifteen minutes out of 23. Including hysterical screaming and violent shaking and literal hair-tearing. This child is going to have such a lovely, stable environment to grow up in, I can just tell. The long and short of it is that Lena feels threatened by frustrated Max and cries buckets. Mike's brilliant solution: "You and I have to run away. Somewhere no one will find us." Oh brother.