I’m rewatching a little bit of season one of Game of Thrones, and Ros, The Most-Thoroughly-Informed Whore in Westeros and Queen of Sexposition, is heading from Winterfell to King’s Landing. “I’ll find a ship that’s sailing south in White Harbor!” she says.
A ship. A SHIP! Do you know how much plot this series could cut out if the stupid Starks tried SAILING from far-off place to far-off place instead of walking a continent the size of South America????
I’m glad Ros has hooked up with Littlefinger. She’d be better on the Iron Throne than any of them.
Maybe. I don’t think so. I definitely don’t think Olivia Pope cooks except for twice a year, when she has recently engaged or promoted friends over for a celebratory dinner and makes, like, osso buco with demi-glace and the friends are like, “IS THERE ANYTHING OLIVIA POPE CAN’T DO???” Otherwise she lives on, I’m guessing herbal tea? I kind of want to say Lean Cuisines, but I think you need to be a little bit self-deprecating to purchase and then heat up a Lean Cuisine, and self-deprecating, it turns out, is the one thing Olivia Pope can’t do.