menacing edit with the dim lighting and the ominous music and the apparent lack of sympathy for Lloyd's struggles to set up a feasible work/life balance. Lloyd's all, "Can't talk!" and Simon snarls, "Well, I'm truly sorry about that, Lloyd, but talking to me is just one of those little inconveniences you're going to have to put up with, now that we're responsible for the single greatest disaster in human history."
Dun-dun-DUN! The episode ends there, so as to better let the sweet irony of the situation sink in: Olivia's going to go from canoodling with the flashforward's principle investigator to snuggling with its chief instigator. O, THE IRONY! Now someone bring me another glass of chardonnay. This one has a fly in it.
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