So Few Words, So Much Laughter
Maybe I'm devolving, or maybe I'm so in the throes of a John McBain obsession that I unreservedly love everything he does and Michael Easton's family and friends should be possibly be concerned, or maybe I was so desperate for something--anything!--in yesterday's episode to provide me with even the barest minimum of entertainment (as Louise pointed out, the entire show was an exercise in "not quite right" mingled with a level of interest that can only be described as negative, if it could be described at all in between your snoring. I mean, really, spending precious seconds on Kristina and Trey that could have been better spent on, I don't know, Fat-Headed Joss or even one of Fat-Headed Joss's stuffed animals is like kicking us all when we're down. The only people who could be remotely interested in these two and Mafia Princess are the actors playing Kristina and Trey and that's less "interest" and more "I'M ON TV!"). Or maybe it's a combination of the three. But at any rate, I can't delete yesterday's GH from my DVR, because I keep rewatching this exchange between John and Jason.
John: Morgan here works for Corinthos, who's got some not so fond memories of you. And by the looks of it, he's going to get some payback. [To Jason] Thanks for the save.
Jason: Yeah, you're welcome.
I cannot stop giggling*. I think it's the fact that this exchange featured exactly one tone of voice (gravelly) and absolutely no eye contact. They, in fact, contorted their necks in a variety of ways to avoid having to look in the other's general direction. It was amazing**.
*I think it's option (A), devolving.
**Yup, clearly devolving. Because I WAS amazed. And laughed heartily.