Good news, everyone! Turns out Shawn and Carly are totes innocent after all! (You know… if by ‘innocent’ you mean ‘still colluded to murder a man and only didn’t hit the wrong person or get caught by dint of their and the PCPD’s collective massive incompetence.’)
Anyway, that’s certainly a relief. And now the hunt can be on for the real monster whose only crime is being marginally less of a bad murder planner/shot than the two of them. I can’t wait! It sounds so enthralling!
Okay, so fine. The only good thing about this news is that it moves us away from the portion of the story where Sonny repeatedly threatens to kill a woman he once married four times, and pushes us toward the part of the story where he will no doubt soon be threatening to kill another woman instead.
(Because no one recklessly endangers the people Sonny loves except Sonny, damn it!)
But wait, there’s also some actual good news. Fantastic news, even. Earth-shattering news! News that totally made my day:
LUCY: Doc and I are here in Port Charles to stay.
Right? Aren’t our lives just a little better now for having had that confirmed? Everybody do the dance of joy! (And if I might be dancing giddily over certain other recent events right now, well, it’s all good.)
Of course, Lucy being Lucy, she’s already got a purpose and a plan — and a semi-reluctant partner in the form of Laura — to take back Deception. Which honestly works for me on so many levels: keeping Scotty and Lucy in each other’s orbits, giving Lucy a straight woman to play off of (much like Felicia has often done for her in the past), and giving Laura something to do that doesn’t involve being the object of a pissing contest between Luke and Scotty.
Also, it gives Genie Francis a reason to make faces like this:
For the record? This is also what my face
looked liked during Carly and Shawn’s
“we’re super innocent now!” conversation.
Meanwhile, Laura’s first born inadvertently spilled the beans about AJ and Carly’s night of shame, which means Elizabeth’s fabulous bitchface and Eyebrows of Doom got to come out and give her boyfriend a good spanking. I’d like to say he took it like a man, except, well…
AJ: I can’t believe that Nikolas played that for you.
ELIZABETH: It isn’t Nikolas’ fault that you had hate sex with Carly and then lied about it!
AJ: It’s his fault that you know about it!
Oh, AJ, honey… no. Don’t you know you should always lead with a good grovel? And with the WE WERE ON A BREAK explanation! Good Lord. It’s like you’ve never had a single functional adult relationship that you didn’t spectacularly eff up– oh, wait.
So, yeah. Boyfriend did not exactly cover himself with glory. But things also didn’t end on a totally terrible note, and I’m not out of hope just yet. It’s a relief to have this secret finally out of the way, for better or for worse. But mostly I loved how Elizabeth and Carly’s fragile, post-Jake truce has changed the dynamic of their relationship. A few years ago? That fight would have been totally vicious. But now it was more hurt disappointment than anything on Liz’s end, with Carly not even lashing back at all when called out. And she gave some good advice! Wonders never cease!
(Could have lived without the slut shaming, though, Liz. You, of all people, ought to know better.)