"My chief criticism is that I don't fully understand it. If I don't understand it…"

Yeah. That was a little much. Like an hour long show squeezed into half an hour. Nonetheless:

Yeah. That was a little much. Like an hour long show squeezed into half an hour. Nonetheless:

"What would you like?" "To eat at a different fucking restaurant."

"What would you like?" "To eat at a different fucking restaurant."

I loved when Selina tested the other secret service agent:

I loved when Selina tested the other secret service agent:

Peggy flips to a random page

Peggy flips to a random page

It was an OK episode. I didn't like the A-story. But there were enough good lines to make it above a C.

"Am I the only one around here who can drink and work at the same time?"

Oh, and maybe they should change the caption up top. Unless Jared P. pulled a "lead singer of Against Me!"

Rory Gilmore has the worst taste in men. And I bet Trudy had a pot roast waiting for Pete when he got home.

I was about to ask the same thing. If she somehow finds out all the stuff that keeps going down, she's pretty smart for staying away.

I loved this episode. Felicia Day was terrific in it, the boys were terrific with her, the story was great and it showed much more forward momentum than the rest of this back half of the season has had.

Yeah. I honestly don't know anymore. They complain that all the female characters are portrayed as bimbos, damsels in distress, or sexpot femme fatales. THEN, when an honest to god lived-in performance like this shows up, one that is patently made clear has NO CHANCE of climbing into bed with the leads, we get the…

He's promoting Freaky Deaky. Big deal.

Butt longer.

Hodor. Hodor Hodor Hodor.

No. He just had to go to the bathroom.