She has got Betty's NUMBER. I am glad someone in Showverse finally noticed what a bad nother she is.
Cable Drama: Still Waiting for the Cable Guy to Show Up with the Thread Name...
To be determined... (but it's definitely [NAFDA])
I suspect Rogers will get called on the fuse in his blog Q&A
Yeah, I just took a look and there's already a bunch of comments asking about that.
Leverage: Were we supposed to fully understand how Hardison set that fuse, because I sure as hell didn't.
I thought maybe he was picking up matches that Soldier boy spilled.
I was handwaving though.
Also, re Leverage - nice to see Clancy Brown again.
I thought maybe he was picking up matches that Soldier boy spilled.
I thought that's what he picked up, along with the cigarette itself. It was a cigarette fuse that lit a box of matches that blew up a gas tank.
When did he get to set it all up, though?
The Studio Job (because I finally got to watch it yesterday): Lots of artists have hit songs that are written by other people. Probably, had it come up (which he probably didn't think it would cause "Kenneth" would be dead), he would have said that Kenneth wrote the song and he purchased the rights to it (which, other than it being part of the con, is true).
Also, because he was getting pushed as part of the con, I think he got sloppy.
with the initial shot of her office leading into the scene where we see it's kind of a converted hallway.
Yes, and that no one respects it as an office. with the exception of Peggy and the "he's expecting us", people don't just walk into offices.
Yes, and that no one respects it as an office.
Not only that, but she's still having people ask her for coffee and stuff.
Not only that, but she's still having people ask her for coffee and stuff.
Well, I think that was significant, that it was Harry-- his appearance was no mistake either. He's blown up with self-confidence over the LA trip and selling an unusual sport to ABC, but at the same time, he looks like a buffoon, with his sunburnt face, as he's insisting that it was all work, work, work. Which is precisely the look Joan gives him when he asks for coffee. She's neither impressed nor cowed by him.