Why, oh, why isn't my husband interested in the decision Brad is about to make? And how frickin' fast did I get through nearly an entire bottle of Pinot noir? These are the questions running through my mind right now. Also, there was just an advertisement for Grey's Anatomy. WTF? A musical episode? If Dr. Bailey breaks into song, well, I honestly just don't even know.
UPDATE: Poor Chantel (Chantal?). She should have said, "Um, Brad? I wore a f---ing bird on my shoulder for you." Because, really, who can argue with that?
Second UPDATE: Even semi-inebriated this show is painful to watch. Poor thing.