Myrna, left: “I haven’t the faintest idea what she’s talking about.” William, not so much left: “Nor do I. Perhaps she’s discussing stock options, with that bit about alternative arrangements.” Bartender, background: “I could clear up the confusion in two seconds, but you people haven’t won any awards […]
Myrna: “Although part of me, especially my hand, is desperately yearning for what you have to offer, another part of me is convinced that I should alert the proper authorities.” William: “What, you don’t want a bite of this sandwich? It’s quite exquisite. It has mayo smeared on […]
William: “It says here in the paper that we’ve reached a significant milestone. I suppose we should celebrate. And by celebrate, I mean drink alcohol and pretend to be happier than we really are.” Myrna: “I’m perplexed. And by perplexed, I mean that I’m immediately suspicious of you […]
Myrna: “Well, then. I guess we should explore our backyard more often. Who knew that you could stand at this part of the fence and see directly into the neighbor’s living room, where they appear to be decorating the Christmas tree in the nude. Is that a thing […]
PR Consultant: “Wow. What exactly were you thinking when you posed for this photo?” Myrna: “Well, initially I thought it would be a brave depiction of what Hollywood actresses look like without all the glamour and makeup.” PR Consultant: “Uh huh. And did you have any second thoughts?” […]
Hmm. Myrna doesn’t look all that “sincere” to me. Did she get second billing after William Powell again?