So Mike will reconnect with Jenna, realize she's hittin' the bottle, fall in love as he encourages her to halt the boozin', and then it's a double wedding with Adrian and Officer (oh what's his name?).
Done. But it will take 2 years in the Worthiverse.
@Brick: That IS a lovely home, but he needs to go measure the windows and search the interwebs for some curtain-selling websites. Apparently the last character/tenant took the SR standard issue pink frilly ones with them when they moved out!
@Robert: I half expected Lonnie to say, "I knew I wouldn't be there for you, so that's why I named you Sue".
I wouldn't place any bets against Lonnie for tomorrow. Although his head is still shaking and a case of mysterious, deadly pox have broken out on his forehead, I predict he will survive long enough to find Richie's killer. And I still think it's his roommate, Fred. Why else did Moy give Lonnie a roommate in this ridiculous story?
@trixietrudy - I think Moy gave Lonnie a roommate only for expositional purposes, so Dr. Mike could leave messages for Lonnie in a two-way conversation, rather than on an answering machine. And for those who seriously want to know Richie's killer, remember that if Moy DOES go that route, we'll be stuck in this particular plot until Christmas. This does make me worried, though, that unless Moy abruptly shifts the storyline (please please), we're going to end up having to hear Dr. Mike explain this entire plotline to Jenna, to explain why her increasingly desperate messages went unanaswered, and to Mary Worth, who's going to want more of her patented Jungian exchanges. Makes me kind of miss all those Wilbur sandwiches.
"Don't worry, Dad. Lips that touch liquor shall never touch mine." Poor Jenna.
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So Mike will reconnect with Jenna, realize she's hittin' the bottle, fall in love as he encourages her to halt the boozin', and then it's a double wedding with Adrian and Officer (oh what's his name?).
Done. But it will take 2 years in the Worthiverse.
Lonnie sure is full of wisdom. Don't you hate a know-it-all who never followed his own advice?
Beautiful home. I always enjoy it when one of the characters ends up living there. Did Lonnie pass away in that final panel?
@Brick: That IS a lovely home, but he needs to go measure the windows and search the interwebs for some curtain-selling websites. Apparently the last character/tenant took the SR standard issue pink frilly ones with them when they moved out!
@Robert: I half expected Lonnie to say, "I knew I wouldn't be there for you, so that's why I named you Sue".
MIke Bradys design firm is still in business, based on the look of Dr. Mikes house.
I'm starting a betting pool. Who thinks ol' Lonnie will bite the dust tomorrow?
@Taryn: totally agree, Lonnie is on the way out. But it will all end happily ever after, once *Jenna* gets off th booze.
No sign of an insane wife in the attic, though.
I just hope we find out who killed Richie! Hopefully Mikey will now become a vigilante and solve this mystery once and for all.
I wouldn't place any bets against Lonnie for tomorrow. Although his head is still shaking and a case of mysterious, deadly pox have broken out on his forehead, I predict he will survive long enough to find Richie's killer. And I still think it's his roommate, Fred. Why else did Moy give Lonnie a roommate in this ridiculous story?
Wow--a doctor with a 1 car garage. He must have been taking that whole "I have no need for love" credo seriously.
@trixietrudy - I think Moy gave Lonnie a roommate only for expositional purposes, so Dr. Mike could leave messages for Lonnie in a two-way conversation, rather than on an answering machine. And for those who seriously want to know Richie's killer, remember that if Moy DOES go that route, we'll be stuck in this particular plot until Christmas. This does make me worried, though, that unless Moy abruptly shifts the storyline (please please), we're going to end up having to hear Dr. Mike explain this entire plotline to Jenna, to explain why her increasingly desperate messages went unanaswered, and to Mary Worth, who's going to want more of her patented Jungian exchanges. Makes me kind of miss all those Wilbur sandwiches.
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