Mary never asks Jeff about his children (we all remember Dr. Adrian and Dr. Drew, right?). Jeff never mentions them either. Mary has beaten Jeff into such a poor state, he's forgotten he even has children. However, he does remember Olive, whom he probably never actually met.
Oh joy, we get to look forward to several weeks of Mary relating her experiences in NYC to Dr. Jeff over a dinner of formless beige material at the Bum Boat! Bring on the floating heads of Olive, John Dill, Olive's parents, the optimistic street bum, the texting cabby, and the guy who fell on the ice! Bring on the stories of Mary's traditional cooking! Bring on Mary's guiding philosophy of how life is like a skating rink! I can't wait to see Dr. Jeff's level of interest in all of these stories!
This Bum Boat scenario is really a transition, but the past three months have felt as if THEY were a transition, with LITTLE action. I wait with bated breath to see what story will emerge here...A nearby diner with exquisite table manners? A rollicking tale of fundraising for the unfortunate by Dr. Jeff? Wait staff with high priced prescriptions that they are waiting tables to pay for? Mary declaring she will tip in cash instead of putting the tip on her credit card? Can't wait....
Just wait until they're eating: "I love the Bum Boat, because it has the really tiny silverware that I insist that EVERYONE use in my presence, no matter how awkward it is to hold! TEE HEE"
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Jeff is basically suggesting that Mary talk with her mouth full, a prospect so revolting that his chest hair has retreated back under his shirt.
Mary looks stoned out of her gourd.
It's a good look for her.
Good dinner? You're at the Bum Boat. Good conversation? You're Mary and Jeff. Sorry, folks, total fail on those expectations.
Mary morphs into Betty White in P2.
Mary never asks Jeff about his children (we all remember Dr. Adrian and Dr. Drew, right?). Jeff never mentions them either. Mary has beaten Jeff into such a poor state, he's forgotten he even has children. However, he does remember Olive, whom he probably never actually met.
Curses! Looks like the fish table is already taken. Sorry Dr. Jeff!
Oh joy, we get to look forward to several weeks of Mary relating her experiences in NYC to Dr. Jeff over a dinner of formless beige material at the Bum Boat! Bring on the floating heads of Olive, John Dill, Olive's parents, the optimistic street bum, the texting cabby, and the guy who fell on the ice! Bring on the stories of Mary's traditional cooking! Bring on Mary's guiding philosophy of how life is like a skating rink! I can't wait to see Dr. Jeff's level of interest in all of these stories!
This Bum Boat scenario is really a transition, but the past three months have felt as if THEY were a transition, with LITTLE action. I wait with bated breath to see what story will emerge here...A nearby diner with exquisite table manners? A rollicking tale of fundraising for the unfortunate by Dr. Jeff? Wait staff with high priced prescriptions that they are waiting tables to pay for? Mary declaring she will tip in cash instead of putting the tip on her credit card? Can't wait....
Is it just me, or is Dr. Jeff looking more and more like Sen. Lindsey Graham these days?
Mary: Well my trip started with driving myself to the airport and parking . . . OH CRAP, MY CAR IS STILL AT THE AIRPORT!
Dr. Jeff really ought to see a doctor about his ever-changing eye color.
Just wait until they're eating: "I love the Bum Boat, because it has the really tiny silverware that I insist that EVERYONE use in my presence, no matter how awkward it is to hold! TEE HEE"
"You can tell me about your trip as we eat!" Now, there's a surprise! I didn't see that one coming!
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