Shirley you jest.

Hester is positively witchy and Hawthornian.

It's spicy roasted lamb!

LOL at Hortense!

Fire? Roasted lamb!

Agatha.

Cooking smells are for closers.

It's ten o'clock. Or the villain is a pirate who's buried a bomb in a treasure chest. One of those.

They're spectacular.

Love means never having to say you're out of ideas.

Eye deed two.

"Up to e-leaven!"

I watched an episode of "Pyramid" and the desired answer was Roman Numerals. The giver was calling out things like "Vee Eye Eye! Ex Eye!" and sounding like a total lunatic. It was great.

And there's always some sort of angle-r.

Ha.

Last line, whispered: "Your ear smells of seaweed."

Hey, no prom-kilt-shaming!

And they're usually such a Se-bastion of political correctness.

I didn't notice, but my screen is pretty small and murky. Even if he was taking off right after filming, it's still curious that he'd keep it onscreen (even if slightly camouflaged). A mystery!

Few things can be both indulgent (with respect to the author) and fan-service-y, but this one might qualify.