Boy, guess I am alone.......I thought the belly dancing was a really fun thing. I know the actors had a ball with it. It was impromptu, and inasmuch as in my little town, they had classes in it (actually for the exercise) which I never attempted, but appreciated that others did, I enjoyed it. I laughed loudly, all the while.
The girls obviously wore the outfits home just to show Chad, so he could have a laugh, walked into a "situation", and tried to help out, as unexpected as it was. I am not going to fault anyone for trying to help in an uncomfortable situation.
Ever hear about the elderly man who was dying, & his Marine son sat by his bedside all night, holding his hand, talking to his dad, who died happy that his son was able to come in time and was at peace. However, his son arrived the next morning, to the surprise of the night staff. Seems that Marine happened to be visiting someone else, this elderly man called to him, calling him "son", the Marine went over and stayed with the man, as his son, giving him the happiness and peace he needed then. People do things, to help.
Yes, this was no where near the same sort of thing, but Abby knew what her husband was attempting to do, in bringing down the dastardly Deimos. The opportunity arose, unexpectedly, to help. And it was a kick.
You know, I have worked all my life, raised a family while doing it, and especially did it while involved in our own business. I do not need a "Women's Day" to recognize my worth. Is there some sin in enjoying and participating in sports, recreation, fun things just because *I am female? Please, lighten up, folks,