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earlgreytea68Here's what happened tonight:
It was our one-month-iversary of the night we first watched "Scandal." So I e-mailed![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
arctacuda, all casual, like, "Hey, what are you up to?" And when the answer was nothing, I was like, "Should we Skype and drink wine and watch sexy men?" Which in our parlance is less sketchy than it sounds, really.
So, we watched "Scandal," somewhat predictably. And here's the deal: When you're watching an episode for, like, the six dozenth time, and you're drinking wine while watching it, you have some fabulous ideas about what's going on in that episode. We had a conversation that went something like this:
Me: You know, what the heck, Mycroft, with this ridiculously convoluted way of getting Sherlock to Heathrow.
A: Seriously. Why doesn't he just text Sherlock? Get on the Heathrow Express and meet me on the plane full of dead people.
Me: Don't be ridiculous, Mycroft doesn't know what the Heathrow Express is.
A: Are they at Heathrow?
Me: I don't know. I think so? The plane was supposed to take off from Heathrow, right? And I think the plane ticket says LHR.
A: So Sherlock's just in that car for, like, an hour? What's he doing all that time? Playing Angry Birds? What's Mycroft doing all that time?
Me: Well, Mycroft had to drive in, too, from his country estate, so he needed some time. Plus, he needed time to get a plane ticket printed up for Sherlock. That was important.
A: And he had to figure out exactly how to set up this confrontation. "I will make him come to the plane, full of dead people. I will have all the lights off inside for no real reason. Then I will arrange myself in the most dramatic lighting I can arrange."
Me: Oh, my God, you're right, he's managing to stand in the one spotlight on the whole plane!
A: It's the light coming in through the window.
Me: I know, but he's got to stand in just the right place to get that effect.
A: He probably practiced.
Me: He made Anthea come in. "How about here? How dramatic does it look here?"
A: He has masking tape on the floor of the plane so he knows exactly where to stand.
Me: And where is it they all go after this?
A: It's Mycroft's house.
Me: Wait, what?
A: How have you never noticed this before? The horse suits of armor are behind them the whole time!
Me: Oh, my God, you're right about that, too! But...that makes no sense. Why would Mycroft take them back to his house?
A: Yeah, they couldn't go to a cafe?
Me: Mycroft doesn't frequent cafes. But his house is in the countryside or something. Did they all just drive there together? What kind of ride was that?
A: An awkward one.
Me: OMG, I really want a fic where Mycroft and Sherlock spend that whole ride texting John. He made me get on a plane with dead people. SH. Don't pay attention to him, he's being dramatic. Mycroft Holmes.
A: Maybe Mycroft's house is right next to Heathrow.
Me: Prime real estate there. When the planes fly overhead, the suits of armor rattle. What is with that pink lamp in the background? Mycroft has a pink lamp?
A: Well, it's his secret gay message lamp.
Me: Because he can't just make a booty call like a normal person, he lights his pink lamp instead.
A: Lestrade has a matching one in his office.
Me: It just showed up there one day. Mycroft's pocket square doesn't match his tie, I think that's strange.
A: Maybe we just cracked the whole secret of Reichenbach Fall.
Me: How much do I want someone, next episode, to be like, "You should have paid attention to the messages being sent in Mycroft's pocket squares?"
It was our one-month-iversary of the night we first watched "Scandal." So I e-mailed
arctacuda, all casual, like, "Hey, what are you up to?" And when the answer was nothing, I was like, "Should we Skype and drink wine and watch sexy men?" Which in our parlance is less sketchy than it sounds, really. So, we watched "Scandal," somewhat predictably. And here's the deal: When you're watching an episode for, like, the six dozenth time, and you're drinking wine while watching it, you have some fabulous ideas about what's going on in that episode. We had a conversation that went something like this:
Me: You know, what the heck, Mycroft, with this ridiculously convoluted way of getting Sherlock to Heathrow.
A: Seriously. Why doesn't he just text Sherlock? Get on the Heathrow Express and meet me on the plane full of dead people.
Me: Don't be ridiculous, Mycroft doesn't know what the Heathrow Express is.
A: Are they at Heathrow?
Me: I don't know. I think so? The plane was supposed to take off from Heathrow, right? And I think the plane ticket says LHR.
A: So Sherlock's just in that car for, like, an hour? What's he doing all that time? Playing Angry Birds? What's Mycroft doing all that time?
Me: Well, Mycroft had to drive in, too, from his country estate, so he needed some time. Plus, he needed time to get a plane ticket printed up for Sherlock. That was important.
A: And he had to figure out exactly how to set up this confrontation. "I will make him come to the plane, full of dead people. I will have all the lights off inside for no real reason. Then I will arrange myself in the most dramatic lighting I can arrange."
Me: Oh, my God, you're right, he's managing to stand in the one spotlight on the whole plane!
A: It's the light coming in through the window.
Me: I know, but he's got to stand in just the right place to get that effect.
A: He probably practiced.
Me: He made Anthea come in. "How about here? How dramatic does it look here?"
A: He has masking tape on the floor of the plane so he knows exactly where to stand.
Me: And where is it they all go after this?
A: It's Mycroft's house.
Me: Wait, what?
A: How have you never noticed this before? The horse suits of armor are behind them the whole time!
Me: Oh, my God, you're right about that, too! But...that makes no sense. Why would Mycroft take them back to his house?
A: Yeah, they couldn't go to a cafe?
Me: Mycroft doesn't frequent cafes. But his house is in the countryside or something. Did they all just drive there together? What kind of ride was that?
A: An awkward one.
Me: OMG, I really want a fic where Mycroft and Sherlock spend that whole ride texting John. He made me get on a plane with dead people. SH. Don't pay attention to him, he's being dramatic. Mycroft Holmes.
A: Maybe Mycroft's house is right next to Heathrow.
Me: Prime real estate there. When the planes fly overhead, the suits of armor rattle. What is with that pink lamp in the background? Mycroft has a pink lamp?
A: Well, it's his secret gay message lamp.
Me: Because he can't just make a booty call like a normal person, he lights his pink lamp instead.
A: Lestrade has a matching one in his office.
Me: It just showed up there one day. Mycroft's pocket square doesn't match his tie, I think that's strange.
A: Maybe we just cracked the whole secret of Reichenbach Fall.
Me: How much do I want someone, next episode, to be like, "You should have paid attention to the messages being sent in Mycroft's pocket squares?"
