"I’m okay Nolan."
Kai taunts her about her uselessness now that she doesn’t have her magic, but it turns out all she needed was a really good motivator. Like the threat of losing Damon! She manages to do her firestarter thing on a candle, and Damon shoots her a look that was more good for me than I can adequately express. IT WAS A JUST REALLY GOOD LOOK, OKAY? — Gimme Some VD: “Welcome to Paradise”
The new Jason Morgan has a face! And it is not a bad face! Things we know about him so far: He still knows when Liz is lying about her feelings. He still enjoys her when she’s catty. He still gets adorably overprotective when someone’s disrespecting her. And he still trusts her to figure out her own life.
(Also, unlike certain other Jasons I could name, he is capable of a healthy scruff.) — The more things change…
The writers are still tap dancing madly to avoid having to explain where David’s been and why he’s not dead. Even odds on whether that’s because the answer Will! Change! Everything! Forever! or if they just haven’t figured it out how to write themselves out of this corner yet. — Five Things About Revenge: “Ashes”
Turns out Damon and Bonnie are not only in 1994, but also trapped in a weird, people-less Groundhog Day time loop. It’s two great tropes that taste great together! And they’ve been bickering and cooking each other food for months while they try to find a way out. All of this remains extremely good for me. — Gimme Some VD: “Yellow Ledbetter”
Julian: Please, you’re not interested in Ned Ashton. You’re doing this to get back at me.
Alexis: You are a narcissist, aren’t you. You know what, Ned understands me in a way you, apparently, will never be able to do.
It’s probably foolish to get my hopes up, because this show’s track record of giving me what I want has been truly terrible lately. (See also: Julian, and all his choices.) But oh em gee, you guys. If we get a slow burn re-connection between Liz and Jason while Sam is off adventuring and having hot, playful dream sex with Patrick, I could forgive an awful lot. — A little bit of that old black magic.