True Blood jau esmu pieradusi redzēt gandrīz vai visu, bet tās vīrietis+vīrietis ainas mani beidz nost. Nu, labi, es vēl varu paciest to Taras brālēnu un viņa Jēzu. Bet Ēriks... Ātri, ātri fast forward un aizmirsīšu, ko redzēju. Brr...

Max: We should get married.
Lorelai: Give me a clue as to whether you're kidding or not.
Max: I am not kidding. 
Lorelai: Good clue.
Max: What do you say?
Lorelai: Nothing. Max, you did not just propose to me.
Max: Yes I did.
Lorelai: No. A proposal had to be something more than the desperate desire to end a bickering match. 
Max:It was more than that.
Lorelai: No, it has to be planned. It should be magical. There should be music playing and romantic lighting and a subtle buildup to the popping of the big question. There should be a thousand yellow daisies and candles and a horse and I don't know what the horse is doing there unless you're riding it, which seems a little over the top, but it should be more than this.