Adrianne and Elyse park themselves at a table at the It's Never Been There Before Today Café, where they speak so covertly and quietly that they're accompanied by English language subtitles, because this is the American release of Trainspotting and Robin will now instead be playing the role of the baby on the ceiling because she is reminiscent of heroin withdrawal and all of its residual side effects. And here is what Elyse says: "It sucks that Kesse is gone. It sucks a lot. I really liked her," Elyse mourns, taking a heaping bite of You-Didn't-Care -About-Her-That- Much-When-She- Was-There-O's, the French breakfast treat with a richly ironic crunch that, if part of a heart-healthy diet, may even lower your Kesse-lesterol a few points. Adrianne is right there with her, whisper-agreeing, "I liked her, too. She's the only one besides you who didn't judge me all the time." Except that Elyse thinks Adrianne is a crappy listener, but it's not true unless you say it directly to someone's face, people. I mean, I know they made a few concessions to this notion of Kesse being a nice person, but where is this "kitten-with-a-whip diplomat who bridged the two warring ideologies" characterization busting out of suddenly? This totally reminds me of this one summer a few years ago I spent in Scotland working on a show, where we were all underpraised and underloved by each other, and thus began to project all of the love we were missing in the world onto the guy who worked in the sandwich shop next door to our apartment. He'd smile at us and say really reassuring things like "Here's your panini, chap," which we'd hear as "Of course the lack of natural light in this godforsaken place doesn't make your skin look sallow" or "You barely look a day over twenty-one yourself" and then we'd feel all glow-y and better until Sunday came and the sandwich place wasn't open and we'd see ourselves for the hideous shrews that we really were. Kesse is like that sandwich guy. Except that he really did make one hell of a panini.