He’s handling the adulation just a little better now, folks: this time he remembered to say “thank you”… before saying something dickish and conceited. So smitten with Les is this fangirl that she’s oblivious to the tubby, leering guy standing inches behind her playing pocket pool…
See: Les was so used to rejection that he didn’t even hear Lisa accept his invitation to the prom. We liked nerdy, self-conscious, pocket-protector totin’ Les back then. These days, he’s so full of himself that he regales rooms full of strangers with his boring and tragic life story. These days, Les is an insufferable prick.
The Delicate Genius is being squired around the set of Good Morning La Jolla by some guy who likes to give advice. Les’ interviewer (is that Colleen Dewhurst?) is unprepared to the point of not even recognizing her subject. Didn’t she skim through the book while driving in?
Given the way he carries the torch for his late spouse, and that he’s there to talk about the story of her losing battle with cancer, Les’ “this is my wife” wisecrack is disconcerting indeed.
“Right now I’m sitting in the shade of this huge, bizarre-looking plantlike thing that threatens to consume me. How’s everything at home?” Summer, the scamp, attempts to get a rise out of her dad by pretending to be hosting a noisy group of friends. Les, who knows Summer better than anyone, is not fooled for a second.
Why must Cayla answer Nate’s question with one of her own? Is she covering for Les? Is Nate supposed to not know that Les is out flogging his book? Could it be that last time Nate inquired of Cayla about Les’ whereabouts, she caught hell from the Grounded One for spilling the beans?
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