Steve reacts, as conservatives have seen fit to do more and more recently for some weird reason, by changing the subject to how he's a victim of all kinds of persecution. Well, and also that Nan's people killed his father, which is most likely true, but the whole victim stance freaks me out. The awesomest thing about being a conservative is not playing that card the way liberals constantly do, and now it's all, "Stop being so intolerant of my hate and intolerance!" Presumably because some smart conservative figured out that Democrats will do anything to avoid looking like the bad guy, including turning into Republicans, once you start accusing them of bias or hatred, no matter how stupid the accusation is.
Steve's wife, the amazing Sarah, sits to the side, saying the words along with him, wearing the headphones and watching on a monitor: "My father's death was an assassination, pure and simple. A killing meticulously planned, ruthlessly executed. From there, all we have to ask is who stands the most to gain." Nan's final word regards the Reverend's impressive ability to turn his grief over losing his father into yet more political grandstanding. Instead of addressing this salient point, he changes topic again: "It's a beautiful sunny morning in America, Miss Flanagan. I wish you were here." He gives a scary smile, but one neither as scary nor charming as hers: "Give me twelve hours, Reverend. I'll be right there." Nan Flanagan still gives me the pee shivers. "May His holy light shine upon you," Steve brightly says goodbye to the host, and they sign off.
Sarah takes off the cans and she's all over him: "You're so handsome. You're getting good at this!" It's only been what, a month since his parents and brother or sister died in Dallas? He nods, tiredly. "I have a long way to go. Any notes?" She tells him he sounds too much like a preacher, and he laughs, but she says she's thinking ahead: "You could be governor of Texas if you play your cards right." They laugh about how he had Nan "cornered" and how cool it would have been if her fangs had come out. Later on, at a book signing, Orry Dawson approaches with Jason in tow. They're attracted to him instantly, his poster boy looks and sick body and the light that, despite his best efforts and serious liabilities, shines out brighter than anything; they lean forward. But never so excited as when they hear his name, and place of origin. Sarah shows her teeth.