There was definitely judgement from Fischer. And her interest in Lisbon's love life at this point *only* makes sense in the context of Jane. Because it is somewhat relevant if Lisbon and Jane are a couple. And Rigsby can pry a little because he is Rigsby and he's known them longer. Also, why isn't Fischer vaguely judgemental of Pike too at this point? It was a weird scene. I know it was a set-up for Cho's awesome one-liner, but it wasn't a good one.
Wiley is adorable. He was better last ep. This ep, for me, he was all about setting up Abbot's moment of, "Agent Wiley... Just keep telling us what time it is."
Two nights of actual frost? That was not my experience. It was literally -20 for three months here. Coldest winter on record in thirty years. And we didn't have a bad one, comparatively. Because we are at least used to it. The worst part was when it would randomly go up to 5 for a few hours, before the temperature plummeted again. And then all the sidewalks were covered with three inches of ice for a month. I just, I do not tolerate the swings well. I am fine if it decides to be 25 in April. I am fine if it decides to be -5 (though we are getting perilously close to the "white Easter" we were semi-joking about a month ago). I object to both at once.
At least I am spared the flooding. Which is happening nearby.
I am going to London. For four days. I have never been. I'm sure Wales will be good. We are staying in a little cottage near a town full of bookstores. And going to listen to Stephen Fry talk about love in Shakespeare. SO.
Wiley is adorable. He was better last ep. This ep, for me, he was all about setting up Abbot's moment of, "Agent Wiley... Just keep telling us what time it is."
Two nights of actual frost? That was not my experience. It was literally -20 for three months here. Coldest winter on record in thirty years. And we didn't have a bad one, comparatively. Because we are at least used to it. The worst part was when it would randomly go up to 5 for a few hours, before the temperature plummeted again. And then all the sidewalks were covered with three inches of ice for a month. I just, I do not tolerate the swings well. I am fine if it decides to be 25 in April. I am fine if it decides to be -5 (though we are getting perilously close to the "white Easter" we were semi-joking about a month ago). I object to both at once.
At least I am spared the flooding. Which is happening nearby.
I am going to London. For four days. I have never been. I'm sure Wales will be good. We are staying in a little cottage near a town full of bookstores. And going to listen to Stephen Fry talk about love in Shakespeare. SO.
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