Aww, buck up, little campers! Are those tears? Estella confessionalizes that the whole situation was "sad" and "kinda scary." Oh, please. Those are words reserved for describing, like, a Todd Solondz movie or what it feels like to suddenly wake up with a tail or something. Would you please stop giving this puffed-up (but then puffed-down, natch) people-pleaser more credit than he rightly deserves? Honestly. Because back in The Room With The Camera In It, Jenny bursts into tears and whispers, "I said I wouldn't do this, dammit," and back in the Man-Eating Ottoman Room, we're seeing early tears from at least Estella and Brooke. Lee-Ann looks around and shakes her head incredulously, and I have to say...exactly. In a confessional, she tells us that "everything was fine, and then before I know it, it turns into The Twilight Zone." She also makes these "doo doo doo doo" sounds that I think are, cumulatively, meant to be the theme song to The Twilight Zone, but she gets much, much closer to the theme song to Sounds of a British Police Car Approaching from a Distance. God, I loved that show. But then they tried to Americanize it and it just got so stupid. It must have been the accents that made it so good in the first place. It's a half-step up, a half-step down. Starting in the middle of your keyboard, it's C/C#/C/G#. But, quietly, secretly, Lee-Ann? Word.
Mary, meanwhile, kicks it over in The Room With The Camera In It, telling us that Antoinette is "witty" (don't tell her not to fly she's simply got to, Antoinette's hat earlier seemed to agree), while Lee-Ann is "not ready for marriage." Maybe when she's twice her age she will be. Maybe when she's twice her age she'll be Mary.
Meredith tells us, "I was a little surprised that everybody got emotional over this. It's kind of like, 'Why are you crying?'" And apparently I just might have mentioned in the recaplet that Meredith became sad here as well, a false observation for which I stand corrected. I would offer a more formal mea culpa, but I am none of (a) used to being wrong, (b) from Latinia, or (c) Ann Landers. So forget it.