After a string of fairly quiet episodes, tonight’s And Just Like That… was—dare I say—actually action-packed! In less than an hour, we saw Carrie moving on effortlessly from Aidan (as she should), Miranda panicking over possibly becoming a grandmother (interesting), Steve making a comeback (finally!), and… Carrie potentially meeting her intellectual and romantic equal? Here are all my thoughts on Season 3, Episode 10:

Carrie’s hair looks amazing!
Clearly, breaking up with Aidan for good (knock on wood) suits her.
Her fiction, though? Not so much.
And can we please get rid of this off-brand British Patrick Dempsey too?
I would’ve preferred Carrie ending up with the hot landscaper, but he’s busy teaching Seema about “natural” deodorant (which is total nonsense), so…

Here’s my rule for older men: If the hair is dark but the beard is gray, run.
That said, I’m enjoying this bestseller ego battle.

STEVE!
Saying “Miranda” in that sweet, familiar voice!
And Brady!
Wow, he really got his mom’s red hair.
He’s training to be a chef? Go off, baby Carmy!
Oh no—he got someone pregnant?
And she’s keeping the baby?
Brady really dropped a bombshell there.

Steve’s being a bit hypocritical, considering he accidentally got Miranda pregnant with Brady back in the day.
Not the point, but why is Miranda wearing… a turtleneck with a floor-length skirt?
And what’s Carrie’s outfit? Tights and an oversized sweater? Very “naughty college student.”

Giuseppe only has one roommate on the Upper West Side in his 20s (or 30s)? Anthony, just marry him already. It could be worse.

Honestly, I don’t care about Lisa’s husband’s comptroller campaign.
I hate that Zoom exists in this universe.
Oh, it’s an energy-healing Zoom. Okay, I’ll allow it—for Charlotte.
Rock tap-dancing? Hard pass.
Also no to the landscaper’s chunky knit sweater.
But his late mother’s plant? Love it!

When did I become someone who unironically supports energy healing and reincarnated plants?
Probably when I moved to LA.

As a writer dating another writer, I respect Carrie wanting a “writing partner,” but please, not Duncan.

Brady’s baby mama is adorable!
And she… farts openly?
Pregnancy does what it wants, I guess.
She was going to get an abortion until she realized the baby would be a double Libra. I love her.

Miranda, why are you doing this?
The show wants me to dislike Mia, but astrology love and shameless farting won’t do it.

“Frocks”? Oh, Duncan.
This man is a walking British stereotype.
Wait, is he the first guy to appreciate Carrie’s closet?
Carrie, you should’ve locked down Stanford Blatch as your gay husband when you had the chance.

Enough with the rat subplots!
Not to promote smoking, but Seema looks fantastic with a cigarette.
Shoe the cat looks healthy!
Did he eat all the rats on Carrie’s patio?
Not body-shaming, just genuinely curious if he solved the problem.

Charlotte, why can’t a psychic “smoke and eat pizza”?
The word “special” is being thrown around a lot.
Is this a Saturday Night Live sketch?

I actually like this self-aware, introspective side of Carrie.
I wish Susie Essman could be my psychic.
Especially if she said she had “all the time in the world” for me.

Has Seema’s assistant developed a personality yet?
Lisa’s all-white First Lady (First Comptroller Lady?) suit is iconic.
And her daughter’s matching outfit? So cute!
I’m impressed Lisa’s kids will eat goat cheese on pizza—mine never would.Every kid I’ve ever babysat would agree—the dream of being a comptroller is dead.

Oh look, a British woman for our British guy. Poor Carrie! Though this heels-walking montage is giving major original SATC vibes in the best way.

Wait—Duncan’s Helen Mirren-esque lady is a Carrie Bradshaw fan? Finally, a man who enjoys drinking with Carrie (and not in Big’s depressed, self-destructive way).

The whole Giuseppe/Geppetto thing feels unnecessary, but hey—at least he’s moving in with Anthony!

Duncan, we appreciate a good Margaret Thatcher hater.

This woman is some kind of British book publisher? Carrie might be a little out of her depth here.

Is there… a spark between Carrie and Duncan?

I can’t take this book-related flirting anymore—just kiss already! And I’m not even that into Duncan!

But I guess I could warm up to him if he makes Carrie happy. Assuming the show gets another season.

Wait, is this happening? Or not? Okay, it is—and the chemistry’s actually there!

Duncan lighting a cigarette after sex… ah, the hot boomer fantasy.

I do like that he genuinely respects her writing—unlike Aidan, who saw it as competition, or Big, who treated it like a hobby.

“I may have missed a deadline, but you’ve given me a new lifeline.” Ugh, cringe.

Thankfully, Carrie agrees. Though she’ll probably regret kissing a writer in the dark someday.