Twenty Things About TARcon
TWoPper: [to Danny, who is on his cell phone] Who in the hell are you talking to during the finale?
Danny: My lawyer.
Brennan: [appearing from nowhere] I thought I was your lawyer.
Danny: No, no. You're my boyfriend. [pointing back and forth between Brennan and the phone] My boyfriend, my lawyer, my boyfriend, my lawyer.
Brennan: [shrugging] It's easy to get confused.
Loud Pushy Frank comes over while I am in the middle of a conversation with somebody...Nancy, maybe? He steps right through the people who are standing in front of me. "Excuse me," he says, "I just have to say hello to this beautiful woman right here." It occurs to me a split second later that he is speaking to me, and he reaches over to give me a kiss. "Hello, sweetie," he says, and I get a little hug. "Hey," I say intelligently, as I am wont to do in these situations. He still feels like a safe. He asks me how I'm doing. I report, as I have been doing all night, that I'm well, but I add, as I have been doing all night, that it's all a bit much. "I'm a little intimidated by the surroundings," I tell him. "How can you be intimidated? You're off the hook! You're the boss -- how can you be intimidated?" He leaves. Ah, yes. Loud Pushy Frank, of the team we called Danza, has just told me that in fact, I'm the boss. Shouldn't I write that down in my diary or something? I feel like I just won a scavenger hunt.