**** (4 stars out of 5)
Trip is putting his Vulcan neuro-pressure massage to good use on MACO Corporal Amanda "Hugginkiss" Cole, a fellow Floridian, prompting T'Pol to come... to the rescue. The Vulcan? I guess? delivers (depending on your original viewing region) the ass-crack equivalent of side-boob.
Speaking of asses, Reed doesn't love the way Hayes' soldiers beat on trainees (and since Reed co-opted the bridge crew to be his fighting force, maybe he doesn't HAVE any trainees.) Or maybe he's just worried that Hayes is after his job?
Enterprise is en route to the weapon location they dirty-tricked out of Degra when they come upon a vile jelly made of anomalies. They tow a poor slob out of it... sorry, I meant to say poor SLOP. I don't know what he looked like before he went in, but this Coal Mine Canary was put there on purpose, recruited out of some terrible trans-dimensional prison. Still, I don't think it was a step UP to look like a dried up cantaloupe. Make-over!
T'Pol throws herself at Trip, Reed throws himself at Hayes, the Not-a-Suliban throws himself at the warp reactor. Only one of those looked like any fun, but to each their own.
"Harbinger" reminds us that it's only a love triangle if someone is actually, you know, in love. Trip's mad with grief. T'Pol is "experimenting". And Cole is seizing the... day.
Maybe the case could be made for Reed and Hayes- if the only way to express their love is bile-filled loathing and beating each other like uppity rent boys.