Panel 1: "We hid in the rose garden giggling like children." Well, the Lynnions got the mental age of these two tards right, But seriously....why the hell didn't the two of them get the bejesus scratched out of them by the thorns on the roses? Would it have seriously killed LJ and her kabal of cacklers to walk outside and check the bushes in the interest of research?!? Sloppy!
Panel 2: ::uurp:: So. Cloying. Must. Not. Vomit!! And what is that comment about the evening clothes?!? I mean, yay that they have their clothes on (otherwise, EEEEW!) but hello, who says "both of us in evening clothes?" That's some weird ass vernacular, Lynnions. Real people say "we looked hawt" or "you looked amazing." Fifty points off Slytherin for your stupidity.
Panel 3: Lizthony silhouetted against the night. The moon, perchance, has hidden behind a cloud so that it's not forced to watch the GuessI'llSettlepocalypse? I wouldn't want to watch either, given a choice. I like my eyes in my head, not melted into a gelatinous mass on the floor.
Panel 4: Oh! Liz doesn't want the magical night to end. How romantic! How endearing! How lovely! I...I feel myself wanting Lizthony to last 4Evah! I feel myself wanting to write into Coffee Talk and tell Lynn how incredibly wonderful and brilliant she is for bringing these two together after all the cheaters and the Teh Evil Child Bearing Harpy. Oh, Lynn...you were right all along. I was wrong. You are genius! I am Teh Scuzz for disbelieving you.
Damn. All right. Who was the smart ass who spiked my beer with Kool Aid? dreadedcandiru2...was it you? hoppytoad? Anyone? Anyone?
By the way, I just noticed that in panel 1, Lizthony aren't holding hands as they make their getaway. See? Even Lynn thinks this is the GuessI'llSettlepocalypse. Proof is in the drawing.