Even with that last thing, which on the one hand sounds like no fun and on the other hand sounds infinitely frangible, his words work their magic. She stops rolling her eyes and stops getting ready for disappointment, and lets him pull her into the village, just a little bit. His wonderful wonderful. The last time he said all this she couldn't hear it, because she still loved Esteban enough -- Remember? She lied and made Andy think she was going to leave Reyes a note but the note ended up being for Andy instead -- but now she can't hear anything else. It starts to sound good for everybody at once, in the love-circle overlap.

Into planning mode: Passports, money. Not selling lots of drugs -- Stevie -- but doing one big amazing sale of drugs, and then they go. He asks, they hate that he has to ask, if she's even serious. She responds with all the words that add up to it. "Moscow. Elsa, Famke, whatever. It's a wonderful wonderful."

When you say "romance" it gets complicated fast because that word means almost anything but I like it best when it describes a state of mind in which anything can happen, where wishes are closer to the reality than usual. Not like romance novels, not that (500) Days Of Summer bullshit substitution for the real thing; romance like King Arthur, romance like The Red Pony, Paulina and Perdita, Our Town, romance like a personal magical realism where sometimes magic can actually happen and for just one little grin of a moment your feet come off the floor and you don't need more than that.

There's a little bit of romance in her voice, a little hint about the truth -- that without Andy there is no hope because what keeps him alive is hope and what keeps her alive is him -- but he pretends he doesn't remember saying it. And they smile at each other. Andy doesn't turn around or anything, and Nancy doesn't look at him in the mirror or anything, but separately, they are smiling together. Each to each. It is a greatest moment among greatest moments and it's the closest thing to home we've ever seen. For a moment it's quiet, in the Awesome Love.

Onstage, too, they're singing about "speakin' my language." Moms dropping left and right, Silas grabs a hose from the Medusa. Doug's making out with a mom or groupie, and the bunny rabbit keeps creeping up on that, but Doug's not that high. The underpenguin, though, it seems he probably would be. I was so into the other thing I didn't even think about the furry aspect to all this, and now having thought of it must quickly shove it back into the hat before it gets loose.