i certainly don't expect people to not post something simply to avoid ruining my enjoyment.
Well, I ain't enjoying it so much, if last night's episode is any indication, so I don't want to impede anyone who may!
Perhaps an episode that is not full of
torture rape murder anti-semitism horrible wigs singing Greeks
and has more, say,
Weevil
might turn things around for me!
I know. I thought Weevil was coming back last night, and felt all kinds of lonely when he didn't.
I suspect Keith either got the paperwork in the house or was given the paperwork to hold for safekeeping until the brothers thing could be resolved.
Yes, this. Again, Kendall was smart enough to turn her money into a painting that wouldn't be recognized as "steal me". I can see her going a step further and giving Keith the paperwork as extra insurance. It could very well be that when Keith went out to get Cormac's paperwork, he was also getting the paperwork for the painting for Kendall.
I suspect Keith either got the paperwork in the house or was given the paperwork to hold for safekeeping until the brothers thing could be resolved.
I have never purchased a million dollar painting, but I would imagine that part of the paperwork is proof of ownership. Would a museum/auction house/whatever really accept a painting from Keith if he couldn't prove that he was the owner?
I realize that this is a nitpick, so I'll stop now.
I don't even understand what nit you're trying to pick, Jon. Since Keith had the paperwork, he either got it from Kendall before she died, or knew where she had stored it, and retrieved it, after. If she bought the painting (most likely), she got the paperwork at the time, right? Where's the nit?
I think Jon's saying the paperwork would have cited Kendall as the owner, not Keith.
Oh. Okay. I'm sorry. Well, that they set something up in advance isn't inconceivable, so that stuff doesn't bother me. It's not like the first girl to be En-slayerized being bound by metal chains.
t /my worst personal nit
I'm prepared to wave my hands that Kendall thought ahead to preparing the paperwork so that Keith was the owner of record. All I ask is that it makes
sense
that she'd do so.
I wonder why the den mother couldn't get a prescription? I know people in LA who have prescriptions to help with knee pain, migraines, and asthma. You go to this nice little innocuous place and they have charts that tell you what the pot's pedigree is, and you can have it to smoke, to vapourise, in strudels, whatever.