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Back to IFF, and Amanda joins Lee in the Q bureau as he’s getting off the phone.
Lee: Guess who I was just talking to?
Amanda: Who?
Lee (seated behind his desk): Guy Van Hagen.
Amanda: Great. Are we gonna talk to him?
Lee: No. We really can’t afford the time to fly to West Germany. {He holds up a photo of a grey-haired man, who definitely isn’t Harry.}
[Hang on. Read that again. Rofl. What does he mean? He doesn’t have to fly to Germany to talk to him. haaaa hey Lee it’s called a telephone, and you literally just hung up from talking to this guy sooooo no need to fly to Germany! I’m starting to worry about Scarecrow! 😉 ]

…But this is Guy Van Hagen… I got in touch with him through the CIA. Now, he’s not an agent. He’s more of a company cousin; unofficially official. But he carries a Delta Green clearance. He’s in West Berlin right now, assisting in a hot defection…something code-named the Berlin Shipment.
Amanda: Does he even know Harry Beaumont?
Lee: No, but he does have an employee that fits his description. A guy named Harry Berrigan.

[whoooooo the plot thickens..]

We cut to a computer spitting out an image of Harry [maybe Beaumont, maybe Berrigan, definitely not Tom or Dick!]

{Amanda tears it off and reads from the text.}
Amanda: Berrigan, Harold T. Age: 57. Occupation: personal assistant and relief chauffeur. Employer: Guy Van Hagen.
[How do they have this information???!!!]
Lee: Hmm. Now, Van Hagen told me that he house-sits for him when he goes out of the country. So that explains the car.
Amanda (hand on hip): Yeah, what about the fake name and the guy last night? What kind of a man has my mother gotten herself involved with?

Lee (tuts): I don’t know. But I think I’d like to talk to him.
[Good idea. maybe instead of jumping to conclusions you could.. just talk to the guy. lol.]

Back to Amanda’s… and we watch Dotty have a phone call with Amanda..
Dotty (on the phone): Amanda, what do I do? First you tell me that Harry is not Harry; that’s he’s Guy Van Hagen. And then you tell me that he’s not Guy Van Hagen. His name really is Harry, but his last name is different. I mean, oh, what is going on?
Amanda: Mother, that’s what we’re trying to find out. Now you’re just gonna have to sit tight. [maybe it’s just me but I think Amanda could have apologised at jumping the gun on the Guy Van Hagen identification!]
Dotty (on-camera): Sitting tight is not one of my strong points.
Amanda (off-camera) Mother, there’s nothing else you can do.  I’ll talk to you later, all right? OK, bye-bye.
Dotty: (to herself) I hate to sit tight!
[The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. I’m not really sure what’s the purpose of this scene.. other than Dotty’s getting antsy.. Ooohhhkaay]

We move on to see what Harry’s up to..
[have we seen this before? anyone?]
Harry’s packing his suitcase to leave the fancy mansion, and.. calling Dotty!
Harry: Dotty, it’s Harry.
[Whoa. that jacket. have we seen this one before? I hope he stays away from naked flames!!]
Dotty: Harry! Harry, I’ve got to talk to you.
Harry : Yeah, well, I haven’t got much time. I’ve been called away on business. I have to leave town right away. When I get back, I’ll…
Dotty: Ah, ah, ah.Wait a minute, Harry Berrigan. You’re not going anywhere until I talk to you.
[whooo you is so busted!]
Harry: How did you find out?
Dotty: That’s not important. Now I know all this has to do with the money you’re losing. I don’t care about that. What I care about is you and I wanna help.
[Awh.]
(Harry doesn’t see there’s anything Dotty can do.. it’s time for him to make a run for it. Oh wait. Dotty can give him a lift to the airport. [lol. He’s got a nerve if you ask me!] Dotty gets his address… scrawling it randomly on a nearby newspaper. She tells him to stay put till she gets there.
She hangs up, walks away, immediately walks back and picks up the phone again hearing a dial tone) 
Dotty: Harry, I don’t have a car! Oh…
…OK, just get a hold of yourself, Dorothy…

[bing!]
…Cab!!.. [Dotty is kinda laughing in a I’m barely keeping it together hee hee kind of way. Oh my. She’s so funny here!!!!!]
… Of course. Heh-ha. Call a cab (she picks up the phone and starts dialling).

What are the baddies up to??? Let’s see!
Like any truly evil baddie, their HQ is a mansion.. with expansive grounds..
Okay this mansion I do remember without needing to check – this is the mansion where the baddie in Sudden Death lived… [making lemonade out of lemons or something haaa]  wasn’t it used at the end of Murder Between Friends too?! lol.

Trent has been called in to see Eddinger… he seems nervous.
Eddinger: Yes. I’ve had an update from my European sources. The Berlin Shipment is moving within 72 hours. Now, if I don’t get the information soon, it’ll be worthless and I’ll be out of a lot of money. How are you doing with Van Hagen?
Trent: Great. I should have it tonight.
[Trent seems really nervous.. and.. is that the tie Lee wore in the UK?

maybe?]
Eddinger: You’d better be quite certain on that, Trent. (Trent leaves. Eddinger’s goon approaches him. It’s the guy who was with him at the shoe shine.)
Eddinger (to the guard): I’m not at all sure about him. It might be a good idea to hedge my bet. Simons, why don’t you get over to Van Hagen’s house and see if you can find … anything useful.
Simons: What about him (Trent)?
Eddinger: He may work out yet. (sighs) If not, uh, you’ll dispose of him later.

[lol these baddies are all the same lol. not much new to see here. but I find it hard to take Eddinger seriously. No one with a floral armchair is that scary if you ask me!! ]

Soooo everyone is headed to Van Hagen’s except… Van Hagen!  Dotty and her cab arrives to pick up Harry, Dotty asks the cab to wait and then rushes inside.

Inside, Harry is sitting at the telephone table, flicking through a binder.
The doorbell rings and he closes the binder..
[I guess this is the log for Van Hagen’s (VH’s) International airfreight company? VH Air. how imaginative lol.]
Harry goes to answer the door.
Dotty (off-camera): Harry, I know that you are in way over your head..

…but it is not your fault. I mean, mobsters are clever; they can trick you. Oh dear, is this Mr Van Hagen’s home?
(Dotty puts down the newspaper she’d scrawled the address on, and her handbag onto the table while they talk..)
Harry: How did you find out about all this?
[we have our ways!!!]
Dotty: That isn’t the point. The point is: what are we going to do about it?
(Dotty tries to encourage Harry to not run, but he is quite attached to his kneecaps [get it?!] so he thinks he’s safer running away. Dotty doesn’t argue with this line of logic.. picks up her handbag and they head out. She left that newspaper on the table though.)

Random next scene is the corvette turning a corner.
[which I am certain we’ve seen before lol. but don’t ask me where. anyone?]
We hear a voice over from Lee:
Lee: Why is it you only get a flat tyre when you’re in a hurry?… [or when the plot demands it!] …Ah well,.. since Harry doesn’t know we’re coming, he won’t mind if we’re late.
[Curious.. why did they need to show the corvette was delayed? No idea yet. I’ll hold that thought.]

We cut to Simons looking through papers at Van Hagen’s mansion, he’s making a proper mess!

He pauses when he hears Lee and Amanda pull up out front. Lee and Amanda get out. Lee rings the door bell while directing Amanda to check the window to the side.. Amanda sees the mess.. Lee picks the lock and they get inside.
Simons tries to make a getaway via the back – but jumps down in front of a big window Lee and Amanda are standing in front of. lol.
Simons runs for the car, and speeds off.

Lee runs for Simons..  tyres squeal,

…Simons shoots out the corvette’s tyre and he makes a getaway.

[Oh right. this is why we had the clunky line about needing to pause and change the tyre. No spare!!! Oh boy.. Super duper clunky!]

Lee and Amanda search Van Hagen’s.. and Amanda finds the napkin and the newspaper.. (Go Amanda!)

Amanda: It’s from the Kenley Club. Remember that guy handed Harry a napkin last night?
Lee: Yeah. (Reads the napkin) “The Berlin Shipment. All details”. This doesn’t look good for your mother’s boyfriend.
Amanda: Mm-huh. Look at this. This is Mother’s newspaper. Mother’s handwriting: this address…  …which she didn’t know when I talked to her an hour and a half ago. (Amanda tries dialing her home number and there’s no answer.) …What’s going on?
[at this point they can at least think that dude at the club gave him that napkin and wanted info on the Berlin shipment.. i.e. someone else has mistaken Harry for Van Hagen. and oh yeah, wasn’t Francine working on some extortion thingy with the FBI task force thingy?! whoa. they wouldn’t be related would they?! ]
Lee (shakes his head): I can’t tell. And without a program, it’s getting real tough to tell who the players are here… Look, why don’t we try Billy?
They dial Billy’s number..
And we get to see Billy speak with Lee on the phone.
Billy: So somebody searched Van Hagen’s house, probably looking for information on the Berlin Shipment, and now Van Hagen’s assistant is missing.
Lee: And that’s not all, Billy. Ah, there’s a good possibility that Amanda’s mother is with Harry.
Billy: Amanda’s mother? How’d she get mixed up in this?
Lee: Well, to tell you the truth, it’s, it’s a long story.
Billy: Damn it, the Berlin Shipment is Alpha One priority! Someone’s mother should not be mixed up in it. [Oh my gosh. This line is hilarious and sooooo SMK!!! ..well you know Amanda and her family! Heck Lee and Amanda don’t need to keep their relationship secret Dotty gets into loads of trouble anyway!!!]
Lee: …OK, Billy, I’ll tell her… Yeah. Oh, oh, listen, the guy shot out my tyre. You’re gonna have to send someone out here to pick us up. OK. Bye. {Lee hangs up the phone.}
[Or bring Lee a spare tyre no?]
Amanda: Tell her what?
Lee: Billy is issuing an Agency alert on Harry and your mother…We’re gonna have to go to your house. He needs a picture of her.

[All things considered, Amanda copes quite well with this situation and Lee is careful, but not overly so.. I think this is progress when looking back on all the other times Amanda’s family has been mixed up in agency stuff that someone’s mother shouldn’t be mixed up in. rofl. that’s sooo good!!!]

Well I’m going to pause here! any thoughts you’d like to share? Do tell!!! 

On to the Kenley club! And.. Lee has the prime parking spot out front. Umm where did everyone else park? lol. Hope no one runs his plates ahem. Aie. that’s a plot crater isn’t it?! 

Lee and Amanda make their entrance. Whoa. That there is red pyjamas!!! Oh noooo. Amanda is now a 9 out of 10. Ahem. And.. Lee is looking like an 11 out of 10!
Amanda: I don’t see Harry.
[Sooo has Amanda actually met him?]
Lee: Yeah. Well, what do you say we try our luck while we wait, huh? Have you ever played roulette?
Amanda: Yeah. It’s pretty easy. I played at the PTA’s Monte Carlo night.
Lee: Uh-huh. Well, it’s not so easy for everyone. You see – the strategy lies in making bets that minimise the house’s edge. {spoken as her teacher}.
We cut to them a little later at the roulette table.
[Amanda is playing, and stacking up those chips. Again!]
Lee: Huh – Amanda, where was this PTA of yours? Las Vegas?
[rofl. go Amanda haaaaa.. Lee seems to handle her winning much better now. Glad to see it. And.. glad to see him right now. He is lookin sooo good!!!
Amanda wasn’t playing roulette with the Mongoose was she. that was blackjack wasn’t it? anyone?]
The door opens and we see Harry and Trent enter the room together.
Amanda: Oh. {She points} That’s Harry…
…You see the man on the right?
[that’s really subtle pointing! ahem!]Harry enters with Trent. He’s greeted by one of the staff by name.
As they watch his entrance, Amanda wins again. [lol!
Maybe if she keeps going she can pay off Harry’s debt for him?!]
Lee: He doesn’t look too happy, does he?
{Amanda and Lee are both looking towards Harry, but Amanda carries on playing.}
Harry: Yesterday you said not to worry about the money.
[uh oh. Trent’s giving his ‘I’m a helpful friend’ speech!]
Trent: Ah. Look, uh…  I almost called you by your real name. Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing. Harry, I’m a reasonable guy. I know you’re strapped for cash… So I’ll settle for this. (He writes on a Kenley Club paper napkin.)
…Code-named “Berlin Shipment.” You know what I’m looking for. (He hands the napkin to Harry. Harry looks confused).
…You just have it for me tomorrow. Believe me, if I wasn’t in such a bind I wouldn’t ask.
{Harry looks stony-faced, turns quickly around and walks out the door of the club without saying anything.}
{In background we hear “OK, we got another winner over here”. We see Lee and Amanda looking after Harry.}
Lee: My friend, cash us out. We’ll be right back.
(Amanda and Lee move towards the door. Outside we see Harry in the Bentley drive off.

Lee and Amanda rush out to see him driving off.)

Lee: Did you get the plates?
Amanda: LBK 192.
Amanda pushes Lee towards the Corvette. The window is conveniently open and Lee starts punching a number into his car phone.
Lee (into the phone): Yeah, this is Scarecrow. I need a make on a Bentley; DC plates… (looks at Amanda)
Amanda: LBK 192.
Lee: LBK 192.
Amanda: Did you recognise the man who spoke to Harry?
Lee (to Amanda): Never saw either of them before… [Hold the phone. He looks soooo soooo good!!!]

(Back on phone.)
…Yeah. What?..
[too many pics of Lee in a tux? Not. Possible.]

…Look, are you sure? (sighs) OK, thanks.
Amanda: What?
Lee: The car is registered to one Guy Van Hagen. He owns an international airfreight company. More importantly, he does a lot of work for the government. Van Hagen, Amanda. As in…
Amanda: CIA…
[lol everyone knows Van Hagen! Just like everyone seems to know that Lee Stetson is Scarecrow!!! Lee and Amanda seem to know the name.. but do they know his face?]
…Yeah, I know. My mother’s seeing a spy.
[I thought they don’t actually say ‘spy’ haaaaa](The scene ends with Lee and Amanda looking at each other in consternation, and Amanda sighs.)
[Uh oh.
Are they gonna plant another bug on Dotty?!

Dotty certainly knows how to pick them. Just think of how much trouble Dotty would get into if not for Amanda’s job saving her!]

Back to Amanda’s place..
Dotty: Hi, sweetheart. You’re home early. How was the film?
Amanda: There was no film, Mother.
Dotty: Cancelled for lack of interest?
Amanda: Mother, listen, uh… we have to talk about Harry. Now, I didn’t wanna say anything before, because I didn’t want to upset you, but I went to the Kenley Club tonight.
Dotty: If he’s married, I don’t wanna hear about it.
[LOL I love how Dotty doesn’t react to how Amanda lied to her, like she already knew it maybe!]
Amanda: Mother, he’s not married, but he’s not Harry either. His name is Guy Van Hagen and he owns an airfreight company.
[The car he was driving is registered to Guy Van Hagen, did they confirm what this dude looks like? Gosh I hope so before she spilled the beans to Dotty!]
Dotty: Oh, Amanda, that doesn’t make any sense. I mean, why would Harry use a phony name?
Amanda: I don’t know, Mother. Um, he might be in some kind of trouble, I’m not sure. Look… he had a conversation with a man who was about, um, six feet tall, brown hair, slicked it straight back. He was kind of flashy looking.
Dotty: Ah yes, yes. He was talking to him. They were talking about money. Harry, or whatever his name is now… Amanda, that’s it. He’s in debt to the mob. I mean, if we don’t do something, he’s going to end up with a cement overcoat.
[oh that line is genius isn’t it! hilarious!!]
Amanda: Mother, you gotta calm down. You’re really jumping to conclusions now. [hang on. that’s the pot calling the kettle black!]
Dotty: You’re right. There’s got to be a perfectly logical explanation. Oh, poor Harry. I could kill him. Oh. Amanda, I am so mixed up. I don’t know whether to be mad at him. I don’t know whether to be afraid for him. I-
[Poor Dotty! BG is so wonderful here, funny -and yet also heartbreaking!]
Amanda (cuts in): All right look, Mother; we can’t do anything until tomorrow anyway, all right? So I’ll ask some more questions and …we’ll see if we can’t get to the bottom of this.
Dotty: I hope it’s not the bottom of the Potomac.
Amanda (looking serious): Yeah.
[Whooo all serious.] The scene ends there.

Hope Dotty didn’t see the front page of the newspaper that day!
Soooo what do you all think?
Not enough images of Lee in a Tux right? It’s just been far too long since we’ve gotten this treat!!!! and it’s well worth the wait!
Any thoughts you’d like to share? Always love your input!!!

Next scene is day time back at IFF.
Looks like the Senator made a decision about his next move.
[I think the Telegram may need to take legal action, seems the Washington Daily Ledger is stealing their headlines!
I wonder if they are stealing the fou fou recipes too?! Wait till Charlie hears about this! Sorry, yet again, I digress!]
Billy: As you may have heard, Senator Castleton apparently committed suicide last night. (The shot widens and we see Lee, Francine and other agents around a table.) Francine, what did you get from Metro?
Francine: Cause of death is definitely drowning. There’s no sign of foul play, and we found this note: “I can no longer bear the burden of my personal shame and I won’t disgrace the family I love so dearly.” That’s all.
Lee: Despite his straight-arrow public image, I think the senator had something to hide…
[I’m sorry this line made me howl with laughter. Yerrrr think Lee?! Were his suicide and note about not wanting to disgrace his family obscure clues?! And.. that Jacket. Oh Lee. No. Please. No. I want that jacket to be obscure or it’s a disgrace to Lee’s hotness! ]
…This has to be a blackmailing, Billy.
Billy: There have been so many rumours of blackmail floating about this town lately that the FBI has established an Extortion Task Force. This one’s yours, Francine. I want you to liaison with the ETF, and then follow up with the Castleton thing in particular.
[Whoa. It’s not Scarecrow’s?! cool! something different!]
Francine: All right.
Billy: If we turn over the right rock, maybe we’ll uncover the senator’s shame.
[do you have to? I mean, isn’t the goal to catch the blackmailer? Hmm.. I guess the shame could be a crime of some kind..]
The scene ends there.

Moving on and it’s time to see what baddie Trent is up to. Looks like he’s off to a meet – at a shoe shine stall..
I have no idea who this guy is. lol. I can’t believe how bad my memory is!!

{According to the script and the sub-titles, this man is called Wesley Eddinger.}
Eddinger: I may have made a mistake with you, Trent.
Trent: Hey, how was I supposed to know the guy was suicidal?
Eddinger: It’s your business to know. I don’t normally involve myself in small-time, bedroom blackmailers. You came to me. You felt you were ready for bigger things. I took a chance on you. Now we’ve lost one of your more illustrious clients.
Trent: I’ve still got my ace. Van Hagen. He’s into me for big bucks at the Kenley Club.
Eddinger: Classic case of dumb luck.
Trent: Lucky for you, you mean. Lucky I decided to give the gambling clubs a shot. Lucky I checked out his car registration or you wouldn’t know he was using this Beaumont alias.
[ohhh is losing all his money gambling a cover too? Heck maybe the car isn’t his. Honestly, what does anyone know about Harry at this point except that he’s adorable? lol.]
Eddinger: It took my resources, I’ll remind you, to uncover his CIA connection and his value. Now, I have information about a major defection to be called the “Berlin Shipment”. Very sensitive. Only two men qualified to handle it. One is in the hospital recovering from his last mission. And the other is your… dice-playing friend. I want the details on it, now.
[Ohhh I don’t know, I bet Lee could handle it haaa]
Trent: Hey, if the guy’s CIA, he’s a special case. I can’t afford to push too hard.
Eddinger: You can’t afford not to. I don’t normally give second chances, Trent. Try not to waste it.
(Trent doesn’t say anything else, but leaves.
Eddinger and his sidekick share suitably evil looks.)
The scene ends there.
[Seems Trent is a bit of a street hustler trying to play in the big leagues but he’s in way over his head. Can’t say I mind watching him squirm. Still smarmy and creepy!] 

Back to IFF, and the Q bureau.
{Lee is pouring two cups of coffee from a coffee machine. Amanda is behind his desk, looking worried and typing on the computer keyboard.}
Lee: In a cosmopolitan city like DC, gambling is a fact of life… though I do think it’s smart that your mother doesn’t go back to that club.
[Awh Lee makes Amanda a coffee. Me like. Whooo hey – there’s a Lee mug sighting! I didn’t know we get to see it again!!!]
Lee: Can I ask something? How did she meet Harry, anyway?
Amanda: Oh, she was window-shopping in Grant’s jewellery store and Harry struck up a conversation… [Oh so not kibble guy. okay!] …He took her for a ride in his Bentley, asked her for a date, then another one, another one. And, you know, everything seemed to be going great until last night. Mother said Harry lost a lot of money… (Looking at the computer screen.) …Oh, boy.
Lee: What’s the matter? Another strikeout?
Amanda: Well, yeah, you know, I’ve checked the IRS, the Social Security, property tax rolls and the DMV. And so far the only Harry Beaumonts I’ve come up with are a 7-year-old boy in, uh, Alexandria and a, a retired army cook in Takoma Park. (Lee tsks.) I mean, Mother said Harry was a private person, but this is ridiculous.
[I’m probably not supposed to think this. lol. but.. this makes me really uneasy! All these places she looked, and this is a favour for her mother!!! He is a private citizen. And neither even acknowledges what they are doing here, it’s so normal to them. There was a time before where this came up wasn’t there? I can’t remember when.. anyone? Only other time I can think of Amanda was all for it – when she tracked down Sallee to return his money lol. and didn’t that go well haaaa. But I’m thinking there’s another time?? anyone?? ]
Lee (sighs): I think our mystery man is working under an assumed name.
Amanda: Yeah, I don’t like this.
Lee: All right, then… {in the manner of a teacher} what’s the standard procedure in a case like this?
[Umm it’s not a case!!! tee hee – It’s Amanda’s mother!]
Amanda: Standard procedure? Well, that would be to, um, assemble a personal profile through interviews and, um, surveillance of locations frequented by the subject.
Lee: In this case, the Kenley Club. I will pick you up at 8 o’clock.
Amanda: You don’t have to.
Lee: Amanda, we’re talking about my future mother-in-law, right?
Amanda (smiling): Yeah.
[yeahhhhh who you ran out of the house from so she wouldn’t see you two snuggling. Aie.]
Lee: Besides… I might get lucky.
{Lee looks at Amanda meaningfully.
Amanda laughs and Lee looks affectionately at her, but appears a bit put-out}. The scene ends here.
[sooo is this a sexual innuendo??!!! Or.. maybe a dig at Lee’s casino skills? I think it’s option 2- because there isn’t anything terribly flirty about the way Lee says it! But.. I could be convinced it’s option 1 too! lol. And hey, we know Amanda wins and Lee doesn’t thanks to the Mongoose’s training right Amanda?! And.. Lee is a sore loser haaa.. ]

On to Amanda’s that night.. Dotty is playing cards by herself..

Amanda: OK, Mother, I’m leaving.
Dotty: I suppose I did the right thing breaking my date with Harry, didn’t I?
Amanda: Yes Mother, I think you did.
Dotty: Yeah, of course I did. Have you talked to any of your government friends yet?
Amanda: Mother, look, those things take time, OK?
…Are you sure you’re gonna be OK tonight?
Dotty: Yeah.
Amanda: I wish I could stay home with you, but I forgot all about this film…. Gee, I wish you didn’t look so depressed.
Dotty I’m not depressed. I’m just disappointed. I’m so surprised to find Harry doing something illegal and he seems to like it. I mean, maybe I am falling in love with him. I do love his laugh. He laughs just like your daddy. Oh, he had the most wonderful laugh…
…You know, when we first met, I don’t know, something… something just clicked. I mean, it was like we were… like we were soul mates or something. I… I guess it sounds kind of silly, doesn’t it?
[Whoa. Harry is right up there with Amanda’s dad?]
Amanda: No. I think you were both very lucky.
Dotty: Yeah, we were. Oh, we had some wonderful times together. You know it is so rare to find a man like that. Once, and then let alone twice, and… Oh Amanda, I just don’t wanna mess this all up with Harry.
Amanda: Mother, if it’s special it’ll last.
Dotty: Amanda, I said the same thing to you when you were 16.
Amanda: I know, and 17 and 18, and you were right every time. [this is probably petty of me but. that seems to hold because, Amanda and Joe didn’t last. Haaaaa]
Dotty: Let me ask you a question.
Amanda: What is it?
Dotty: Why are you wearing that when you’re gonna see a documentary on tractors?
Amanda: It’s the premiere.
Dotty: Oh, I see. {The doorbell rings in the background} And a date with Lee Stetson.
[Hey Lee rings the doorbell now? Well that’s cool. lol. He isn’t going to come in and say hello?! tee hee..  so I guess this whole secret marriage thing isn’t going to mean secret Lee Stetson?? Me confused. So he’s not a secret but them dating is?
Hey, if it’s special, it will last!]
Amanda: -Good night, Mother.
(Amanda leaves)
Dotty (to herself): Hmm. On a scale from one to ten, he’s an 11… …And she doesn’t wanna date him. Huh! Huh, my daughter’s crazy.
[Oh yeah? your the one sitting there talking to yourself Dotty! haaaaa….
And by the way. Amanda is an eleven too!
And.. how does Dotty all of a sudden have all this knowledge about how Lee is an 11?! I guess that is just based on her meeting him in Nightcrawler?]

Sooooo before we see Mr Eleven all tuxedo’d up,  we’ll pause here!
I’m kind of surprised, this Harry really seems to be important to Dotty. Maybe she should actually ask him some questions then.. come on Dotty!

So what do you all make of this so far? Do tell!!