Ah, at last! Aaron and FLOTUS appear. And they're together, although...I'm not too happy about the actual "in a facility" situation, but I can see it was necessary to bring the drama. Nice facility, too. Except for the giant pear thing on the counter. I thought maybe it was a cookie jar, but I couldn't see any line separating a lid from the bottom, and believe me, I was looking. Because my first thought was, UGH! What's that bulbous thing?
Aaron looked good. I believe the fella's lost some weight, or maybe it was the casual duds. Anyway, he cares about her so much, it was lovely to see, especially after Dysfunctional Family Stuff. I'm willing to overlook the incredible co-inky-dink that he just happens to arrive moments before the ex-pres. calls.
And finally, Jack is beginning to look, well, human, as in not invincible.
Poor Russian lover-boy, I hope he's not dead, although at first I thought I was seeing a little on-the-job sexual harrassment. Anybody else think so, or do you think they were enjoying a little on-the-job relationship?
I guess it's a fashion to wear see-through blouses...but to work??? Yikes. I would label that not dressing for success, as in being taken seriously. But I've been self-employed for twenty years.
Speaking of which, you might think after all that time I would be able to just write a first draft and call it a day. Or get it right on the second. Nope. Still revising, revising, revising. Which brings me to the Inspirational Quote o' the Day, from Arthur Rubenstein: "Don't tell me how talented you are. Tell me how hard you work."
Workin' hard here, Art! Workin' hard!