"Bill Compton. It has been a while." Eric's well aware of Bill's "mainstreaming," and notes -- as his eyes slide down the length of Sookie -- that it seems to be going well. Bill makes to introduce them, but Eric already knows her name. "I never forget a pretty face," Pam smiles, and points to her head: "You're in my vault." Sookie's like, "Awesome. Nice to meet you." Eric shakes, a little bit, sometimes. Like something contained: "Well, aren't you sweet," and Sookie answers without thinking, to Bill's horror: "Not really." This is his world, she doesn't know the rules. He squeezes her hand. Pam and Eric talk in Viking for a second about how their zoo is getting bigger, and Eric turns to her again. And out comes the Muppet voice.

Alexander Skarsgård, you beautiful bastard, everything about you is so perfect at all times and then, randomly: Kermit the Frog. And you know, it's not random, it's actually very specific: It's whenever he's putting on a voice on top of his voice, so he's having to speak his 99.99% impeccable English, in a specific accent, and then do a third or fourth accent on top of that, it all falls apart and he talks like Kermit. Only a Swedish person could manage to combine "Big Gay Al" and "Kermit The Frog" into the same voice. So if you know that about him (and he really is just about the best actor, in addition to being physically perfect) then you know what's going on: he's acting. In this scene, I mean, Eric Northman is acting. He's being something he's not. And I think what he's doing is trying to make Sookie comfortable, or condescend to her in some way he thinks is noblesse oblige, which is in itself telling.

"If you have anything to ask, you should ask it of me," he says, shaking again. Sookie shows him the pictures, and he smiles. "Well, this one offered herself to me. But I found her too pathetic for my attentions." Sookie nods, like, I got it, you're the king of the world. "Now this one, however... I have tasted." Pam remembers them both. "On account of the vault?" For that one, Bill squeezes her hand twice as hard; Eric's not exactly impressed either. Pam's kind of over all that, though, and just keeps going: "Never had either of them, though. They weren't really my type..." I think Pam acting like she's going to get full-on lesbian in your face all the time is her way of busting your chops, that's what I think. Sookie thanks them, and Kermit gives a giant, terrifying, shaky grin. It's like he's gritting his teeth to keep from dancing.