Gold-Digging Made Good
While I could rant about the fact that Tea's great "sacrifice" in which she chose her daughter over Todd lasted all of two episodes, or the notion that Dani shouldn't be allowed to spend a week with the man who raised her (who she thought was dead!) because all of a sudden it's urgent and time-sensitive that she goes back to Llanview to get to know her bio-dad, or the sigh-inducing sitcom storyline about a bunch of teenagers living with a baby (are any of them employed at this point? how does this work?), or the tremendous waste of Michael Lowry's talent and the great potential of his character Ross, but what would be the point? What would be the point when all the bad was overpowered by such goodness? You might think I'm talking about Cristian's shirtlessness or the mere presence of David Vickers and, truly, that would've been enough. But we got more! One thing I've loved about the evolution of whatever it is that's going on between Clint and Kim is that every time I start to worry that Clint is getting played, he turns it right around on her and totally disarms her, but still keeps her around. I like. And today when she was shocked that he wasn't kicking her out after learning of her Nigel/Neville scam, Clint uttered what was perhaps one of the greatest lines in the history of ever:
"You know, it's fairly obvious to me that you're lookin' for a sugar daddy.
Now then, if I'm gonna be the daddy, sooner or later
we're gonna have to talk about the sugar."
Um, I think I found my new favorite soap duo. And I know I'm not the only one who was shocked to learn that Amanda Setton and Jerry ver Dorn somehow have serious chemistry (and kudos to both of them for bringing it, especially Setton for her beautiful reaction moment in which she played busted-scared-excited-flattered-lost all in one brief closeup).
God I love when soaps are soapy.