What do street urchins, historical literary figures and the joy of imposing your wealth and will upon the financially impoverished have in common? No, this isn't a sassy synopsis of "Oliver Twist" (though that pretty much sums up a lot of the book) we're talking about "Treasure Hunt," another meh-shoulder-shrug addition to Jem and the Holograms's second season.

Now, this isn't a BAD episode, per se. We do get a rich daddy-type who never takes of his lounge robe, which we're always here for. We just don't get a lot of zany hijinx or problematic interpersonal relationship dynamics, the bread and butter of the Jemisphere.

You can probably find the source of the problem (as with most things) in the orphans. While we do get to see a new pack of parent-less youthful vagabonds and Ba Nee faking she knows how to read (we see you fronting, BN, we know you got no eyeballs) there is WAY too much of a focus on the foundlings.

Normally, we're here for an orphan moment. Orphans trying to make it on the streets? Orphans doing back-breaking labour? Orphans forced into stealing? Here for it. But this is all about the waifs doing a boring treasure hunt (Hey! That's the title of the episode!) and we're decidedly less here for it.

But, as with all episode of Jem Girls, we barely stick to the plot and make up a bunch stuff as we go along. So, maybe the true treasure hunt was in our hearts the entire time?