Please. Don’t. Remember. Me. Ever.
I have to take a Diet Coke break because Juliette has used her powers of boredom to lull me into a coma.
Monrosalee have moved to the couch and Monroe tries his next move to impress her by showing his eclectic taste in music. He puts a record of some flutist or something (okay, I looked it up, because I care about you all, it’s a zitherist), but Roselee totes knows who it is and they get all bug eyed at each other and then start to discuss about how the zitherist had 6 fingers (like the new baby on Honey Boo Boo?). Then he makes his move and they start kissing. Ugh, I wish I had feelings.
I love zitherists.
Like LOVE love? Or just LIKE love?
But alas, I must be in a grumpy mood, because I’m so happy that Angelina barges in, scoffs at Rosalee, a Fuchsbau, (meh) tells Monroe that she needs to go, because they need to talk NOW and then heads into his kitchen and drinks the rest of his wine straight from the bottle. Rosalee is kinda wimpy and just says she doesn’t want to get in the middle of anything and wants to leave. FIGHT FOR YOUR MAN, ROSALEE. Granted, Angelina would happily kill you, but I wish she had tried a little “don’t you talk to my man like that” rather than folding like a wet taco.
You. Fuchsbau. Out.
Obs Monroe is not happy and as he’s trying to get Angelina to leave, Rosalee slips out the front door, leaving Monroe alone with Angelina and the zitherist playing on the record player.
Angelina tells him that she’s been hired by some men to kill him. She tells him that she has no idea why, but that she needs him to take a hike for a while or he’ll be toast. But rather than leaving, Monroe wants to call Nick. Angelina is less than thrilled because she thinks Nick will arrest her (for a couple other murders), but Monroe says he needs to get his help.
Nick is telling Juliette that she used to think that Nick was keeping things from her and she asks “were you” (and I’m all “ugh, please shoot me now”). But at that moment, Nick gets the call from Monroe. He doesn’t want to answer it, but thankfully he does, hears that someone is trying to kill Monroe, and then heads over to Monroe’s house. But before he leaves, Juliette mentions that she’s not going anywhere. I’m praying that today is opposite day in Portland.
Sometimes I even bore myself.
When Nick arrives he doesn’t know that Angelina is there so he’s asking Monroe if he got a death threat via letter, in person, etc., while Monroe is trying to explain that the delivery was a little more personal. He tells Nick that “the person that told him shows a lot of character” and then Angelina just walks into the room and announces that it’s her. Nick pulls his gun on her and she pulls her Blutbad on him. Monroe, ever the peacemaker, tells Nick that he shouldn’t arrest her because she’s the one that came and told him that people were trying to kill him. Nick puts his gun away, but is still leery of her.