Yes, Gil, think about it for a bit. You’ve got to pull off a cunning* stunt to bring this festering boil of a plot in for a landing. It might be fun to speculate what Gil has up his sleeve, for comedic purposes, but it’s near impossible to predict the banality that will emerge. Sit back and enjoy.
I thought that Scott and Mia had already put all the pieces together and reached the rational conclusions available by banging a few operating brain cells together. I was wrong. Gil Thorp’s invaluable insights are not to be minimized. Without Mr. Thorp’s guidance, these kids would be eating paint chips and worshipping squirrels as dieties.
*shout out to Dale’s Blackadder referencing comment yesterday.