Aheh heh heh. How do I get this lucky? This is what, Imaginary Boyfriend number three I get to hear saying my name? And it's niiiiice. (I don't care that it's not his real accent. IT IS LURVELY.) brb gonna play that moment over again about twenty more times...
Please stop letting David Anders play roles where he is supposed to be the bad guy but in which I actually find him rather snarkily hilarious and hot. My imaginary desert island with my imaginary harem of imaginary boyfriends is already crowded as it is.