Monday, May 9, 2011

Are we to the point where we can all agree they are secretly married?

If one of the topics in his department-mandated therapy sessions isn't his Feeeeeeelings about Eames, I'll eat a hat.*

My favorite bit was the arm along the back of Eames's chair. I know you're in the kitchen, Goren, but that doesn't mean you're at home with your wife-partner.

*Like a little one, like the Monopoly piece. Not one of those Kentucky Derby, Lucy-Coe-married-Alan-Quartermaine numbers.

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