What sort of guy throws himself a rebranding party following a plaster cast coming off his broken penis??
It could, of course, only be Schmidt, the embarrassing and yet hysterical cheeseball of New Girl, which is FINALLY back on UK screens after what seems like a lifetime.
And judging by the airing of the first episode last week, I get the feeling season two will not disappoint. We come to discover that Schmidt and Cece have officially broken up, and Cece’s standards in men seem to have dropped drastically with the introduction of her lumberjack looking boyfriend Robbie who makes Schmidt look like David Gandy, even whilst wearing his shower diaper.
Having lost her job Jess took up post as a shot girl at Schmidt’s danger party, clad in 60 denier tights, a glittery top hat she took out of the school’s lost and found and a ‘turn of the century bathing costume’, asking partygoers in a faux husky voice if they want a shot to whet their whistle. Winston gets flirty on Nick’s girly cocktails, although he has, thankfully, removed the diamante stud that hurt my eyes in the last series. And in a move that only Schmidt could pull, he strips out of his white-tie and smothers himself in baby oil, swinging caskets of fire like a half-naked baton twirler, trying and simultaneously failing to impress Cece. Watching Schmidt have to fight for Cece’s attention away from her ‘bloated’ boyfriend should prove to be hysterical viewing, if Cece and Robbie last the series.
And of course, no episode would be complete without the will-they-won’t-they tension between Nick and Jess. After Nick’s final break-up with the awful Caroline at the end of season 1, all I am hoping for in this season is that they finally get together, given that they are so perfect for each other.
My ears are on standby for ‘who’s that girl?? It’s Jess!’