AVClub: Someday I hope future technology advances to the point where a TV character can successfully cook something in the oven. It’s really not that difficult. You put a bunch of things in a container, slide it in the oven, and set a timer. In fact, Laura Hawkins seems to have done everything right. She’s even standing right there in front of the oven the whole time her bread is baking. She set a timer and everything. But the moment it goes off, she resigns herself to burned bread. Hold on a second, Laura. That’s what the timer is there for. It means it’s the perfect time to take the bread out of the oven. She shouldn’t know it’s burned yet. I mean, she ought to have smelled it already. As I said, she’s standing right there in front of the oven. Joe’s a couple feet further away but also safely in the canary zone. But the fact that nobody smelled it burning, especially in the middle of a conversation at least one of them is trying to get out of at all times, suggests the bread should be okay. Alas, poor Laura. She’s already on the verge of tears well before opening her Al Capone’s vault, and when she does, all she finds is smoke and bread that looks like a waning moon, black around one half. Why can’t she do anything right?
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