On this, the second day of the 2013 Nurses’ Ball, we saw: secrets and skivvies revealed! Tangos danced! JESSIE’S GIRL!
Oh, and Richard Simmons came out of the closet. So there’s that.
Plus: Mac and Felicia got engaged! After she asked him, which was a nice touch, given their history. And then they were both so adorably giddy about it and they smiled and kissed and danced like enormous, flailing dorks to Jessie’s Girl and it all made me so very happy.
Look at those grins! Kristina Wagner is the cutest sometimes.
Of course, this means that Frisco’s very public proposal was turned down. And his response was to immediately flee town, despite the fact that his pregnant daughter — who he already abandoned for most of her life and who is in the middle of crisis that only he knows about — was literally begging him to stay. Because that’s just the way he rolls.
Frisco Jones: you are the WORST.
GEE, I WONDER WHY SHE CHOSE MAC?
And just to be clear: I do not think this was in any way character assassination or spitting on the legacy of Frisco and Felicia as a super couple. They still love each other; that’s clear. But honestly, this is who Frisco is. Or rather, it’s who he has been for the better part of the last 20 years. He’s the guy who comes in with the good intentions and the flashy grand gestures. And he’s the guy who bails when it comes time to deal with the small gestures that actually make up the day to day. So no, I don’t think it’s out of character for the guy who never even made it home for his daughter or brother’s funerals to once again choose his own needs over the needs of his family. (P.S. Frisco, if you come home again with Georgie in tow, all will be forgiven.)
I’m glad he came back; I’m okay that he’s going. And, in the meantime, I’m in love with the fact that we still have all these other vets around.
(Like, seriously — can you imagine your face five years ago if I’d told you one day we’d be watching Anna Devane, Bobbie Spencer, and Lucy Coe dancing to Rick Springfield at the Nurses’ Ball?)
Also: LUCY COE IS MY EVERYTHING, YOU GUYS. The obligatory underwear reveal came courtesy of Richard Simmons, whose scenes today gave me a lot less contact embarrassment that his first ones the other day — I don’t really know why, as they were just as ridiculous. But when he stopped mid-shriek to greet Bobbie while being bodily removed by the Magic Milo Fancy Dancers? I pretty much died. But in a good way!
ANYWAY! Compared to some past years, Lucy’s underwear was almost adorably chaste. But daaaaaamn, Lynn Herring:
55 YEAR OLD ABS, BITCHES
I aspire to be Lynn Herring when I grow up. It’s never going to happen, but it’s good to have dreams, right?
Ms. Coe also killed it in what is hands down my favorite of her dresses thus far. The color and the detailing on the scalloped sequins! Love it.
However. She wore it to introduce Sabrina and Emma’s big number, which was both cute and acutely uncomfortable, because, well…
DEAR WRITERS: THIS IS NOT HELPING PATRICK
NOT LOOK LIKE A CREEPY OLD MAN
But the little actress playing Emma is clearly having a ball, and the sight of both Patrick and Anna wiping tears through their smiles as they watched her sing was worth the discomfort of it all.
On the subject of Anna… seriously now: DUUUUUUUUUUKE!
ANNA: The last time I thought it was with Faison.
DUKE: Yeah, I know. But I am taking it back. He’s stolen enough from me! The tango is one of the most important things in my life. He cannot have it.
Taking the tango back, damn it! Holy crap, I love them so much. (Also? This just in: Finola Hughes’ legs are amazing.)
And oh, hey, speaking of Faison: YEAH. HE’S BRITT’S PAPA. Not the most surprising choice, but I was kind of rooting for a Cassadine cousin. Still. At least now we know why she’s so scared of him!
Her mother, on the other hand, continues to give me life:
DR. O: This show is appallingly inefficient. One rejected proposal, it all grinds to a halt?
Word, Doctor O. When you finally take over the world, this town will be getting rid of a lot of inefficiency, I’m sure.
So, yeah. All of that was pretty damn awesome. But: real talk. We all know the number one highlight of the day could only be…
VALIENTLY RESISTING THE URGE TO
MAKE A JOKE ABOUT BALLS
Anton dipping Spinelli! Felix shaking it like a Polaroid picture! Michael making me feel like a pervy old lady! One armed push-ups! The underwear at the end. IT WAS ALL SO GOOD FOR ME, GUYS.
Kudos, gentlemen. You are totally my heroes.
(Donations make Emma smile. You want to make Emma smile now, don’t you?)