Evan Shifts Gears

Ughh. Why do I always get the mopey, apologetic version of Margo? I was really hoping to see something closer to a Mortal Kombat fatality. (Margo, of course, would be Sheeva.)

The only thing I can hope for is that below panel, Margo has just stuck a syringe deep in Evan's thigh. "What do you think, Mister?!" "Margo, I... what did... I feel sleepy...." "Yes, that's right, Evan. Shhh, shhhhh. Now let's get you in your crate and visit Dr. Garuba. I should've had you neutered weeks ago."

She's Baaaack!

Wow, Evan really doesn't like Mondays.  Or maybe he just needs to finish his tiny cup of coffee in peace before he has co-worker interactions.  I get that.  So if Evan's grand plan involves becoming Margo's most trusted and loyal assistant as an artful cover for his poaching of all her clients, throwing a gigantic hissy fit in the break room first thing Monday morning is probably not going to score you any Margo loyalty points.  But it's good for us dear readers, for it has awoken the sleeping giant of Margo's rage.  Let's just sit back and watch it burn.

Not Now, Margo

With the Poaching of Skyler (a phrase I hope we will all use for the rest of our lives), I guess Evan's ready to roll out the "Mission Accomplished" banner. Now his only interest is to see how long Margo will keep paying him for not doing any work while being aggressively unpleasant. I've never seen Margo take abuse like this, so I'm hoping the answer is: not long.

Turkey Day Recap

I hope all of our loyal readers had delightful Thanksgivings!

Thursday, November 22nd

I'm pretty sure that gentlemanliness is not measured in inches.  That's something entirely different Greg, remember to treat her like your little sister!

Friday, November 23rd

Can they even afford to even mention James Bond in this strip?  I hope that doesn't mean they're cutting Frank's home health care budget.  Also, I highly doubt they are filming a James Bond movie because Greg's extremely not British.  And wasn't Skyler's hair a completely different color?

Saturday, November 24th

You voluntarily left the best PR agency in the world?  Margo Magee doesn't like someone?  Obviously Skyler hasn't tried to ply her with canned take out and The Best of Sinatra.  It's guaranteed to make Margo forget that she hates you for a full five minutes.  It was great knowing you Evan, Margo's most trusted and soon to be eviscerated assistant.  I wonder how many babies Tommie has brought into the world?

Beautiful Murder

Must we? Must we drag this on another day? I mean there's only one person this could possibly be. Her name starts with an "S." And ends with a "kyler."

OH SNAP WAIT, I just realized, there's Gina! Remember Gina? She came back for a hot second to ambush Tommie and the gang for I Dressed in the Dark, but before that, she was an aspiring actress who moved west to follow her dreams! What if this is all a big set up to bring her back, huh? Huhh??? No, I know it's not, but what if it is??

By the way, I thought the question Greg was going to ask would be about how much he's getting paid.

Prediction

:::Holds card to forehead like Carnac:::  Greg's co-star is Skyler!  How else is Margo ever going to find out about Evan's betrayal?  I predict that Margo will make a surprise trip to the movie set in London to check on her only remaining PR client, where she will happen upon Evan (who requested off from the M&M agency to have surgery) giving Skyler an intense one-finger massage.  But what really happens will probably be way lamer.

Are You Kidding?

Is..... Greg........ wearing................. pajamas?? Oh my god. The only way I can deal with the fashion and the style in this strip is to imagine every character as a flaming hipster. Director Chinbeard might be the most relevant character we've seen in ages.

Worth the Wait

 

Sometimes the old interweb decides that it wants to party like it's 1999 and load the day's strip at dial-up speeds.  Today was one of those days, but I knew it would be worth the wait when all that had loaded was "Margo narrows her eyes and..." It means that the real Margo is locked and loaded!  Only Margo would be capable of slow dancing with a guy one minute and calling him a jerk the next.  Even better, her rage transformed the quaint dutch oven, the symbol of Greg's classiness, into an empty vase representing him being a complete jerk.  "Evan's one finger is more of a man than you will ever be!"

Whatsisname

Plain noodles and unnamed Frank Sinatra song? Sounds like heaven. Hmm? Did I forget about who? Oh, you mean--WELL NOW I'M THINKING ABOUT HIM AGAIN. More noodles, please!

Are They Really Talking About Noodles?

I thought there wasn't a trace of Mrs. Bloom left in the apartment... but how do you explan the old-timey looking radio? I guess that's what's considered "modern" in A3G world. Or, maybe Greg is just a hipster. "Yeah, I got rid of Mrs. Bloom's flat screen and surround sound and got a black and white TV and a record player. It's really retro. That old bat was clueless." Maybe everyone in this strip is just a hipster. It explains.... well, some things. Including that one musical note that's just way too cool for school and has to be upside down. Hipster music.

Not a Trace

Gosh, Greg, the place looks completely different! In that you painted the walls white and you got rid of Prissy's cat box. You're a magician! Not a trace of Mrs. Bloom here! Maybe you can help me erase any trace of Tommie and Lu Ann from my apartment! Say, over a bottle of wine and a twist-top jar of Egg Foo Young?

What Were You Thinking?

What kind of take out comes in cans and cartons?  And where did he get that second bag?  Greg doesn't eat because he's sad, he's sad because he eats 4,000 calories of canned take out every meal. 

Sparkle and Spunk

Oh that Greg Cooper! He sure does know how to push Margo's buttons. And by "push Margo's buttons" I mean "stagger around the stairwell holding an eco-bag in the most awkward way possible." Seriously, have you ever seen a human struggle with a tote like that? He's holding it like he's pushing a stroller. Maybe he just really wants Margo to ask him about his trip to Wegman's.

Asleep at the Wheel

Oh Margo, spurned already by the suprisingly deceitful Evan.  And I'm extremely weirded out by Margo referring to him as baby.  I expect this kind of puppy dog love from Lu Ann, but not Margo.  Or maybe it's not even Margo being in love,  it's Margo being in love with Evan.  I didn't think his one finger massages would melt Margo's ice cold heart. What happened to the guy that pushes all of Margo's buttons/AKA Margo's only remaining PR client?

That's Show Business

Thursday November 8, 2012

Friday November 9, 2012

So all this time Evan has been running a talent poaching scam for the Windwood Agency, the most prestigious agency in New York! Huh. Why didn't Skyler just go there first? I mean, how did Margo get her in the first place? How is she getting any business? Did she just hang a "PR for Sale" sign out the window and watch the big-idea-tiny-talents flock to her?

Margo is Going to Drop You

Margo is going to drop you, Skyler. She's going to drop you like a sack of hammers.

Evan's hardly even being sneaky, because Margo has so little regard for her clients that she probably would've dropped Skyler just for having Lu Ann's haircut. What is Skyler even upset about? Did she even meet Margo once? If she's going to be Candy Sweet (which, by the way, what? are Westerns finally coming back?), she can probably do better than Margo "I'm bored with the gallery, I bet I'd be a great publicist!" Magee.

How to Succeed At Business Without Really Trying

Have you seen how I've been running this business?  Clients are people that I speak of with complete and utter disdain and whom I do no ostensible public relations work for.  Did I mention that this business is a sham set up for tax purposes?  I thought I'd decorate it, hire some fake people, and show up every day because I really don't have much else to do.  Have you heard of the Mills Gallery lately?  No?  I didn't think so because I buried that place deeper than Eric Mills in a Nepalese avalanche.

Losing Her Business

Gah--Margo!!? That last kiss transformed her into some kind of old maid. I mean... that collar. What is up. Her new identity makes it all the sadder that her business is getting swindled by this handsome, plastic-y young man. She's all, "Hey whippersnapper, I'm so great at PR that the business is taking care of itself! How about some cucumber sandwiches and milk?" and he's all "Sorry, I'm busy with this manila folder, then I have to have lunch with this beautiful starlet who's not going to be our client anymore. And when I say our, I mean your."

Hyperextension

The magic is starting to fade Evan, this kiss didn't even bathe you in a warm glow.  On the plus side, you're probably going to have give Margo another massage for the uncomfortable hyperextended position that her neck is in.  Warm up your massage finger.

Temple Massage

Ah, what a week, what a week. Sandy has not been kind to us in New Jersey, although my family has been extremely fortunate to avoid any injury or property damage. Not everyone in our area has been so lucky. And New York... ah, New York. Well, sometimes a little humor is the best medicine, right? Let's see what that nut job Evan is up to.

What a nut. This dude hasn't disappointed yet. He must be Margaret Shulock's version of disaster relief, and god bless her. I bet she even wrote little liner notes to Frank Bolle like "make him look like a plastic Mr. Rogers" and "tell the coloring drones to always coordinate his hair and jacket." Shall I give you one of my famous one-finger massages? Margo of course is not up for Evan's positive tude, and I LOVE the desperately tired and withering look she's giving Evan. If there was a third panel, I think we'd see Evan's finger shrivel up and bend backwards.

For Real

You can't really blame Evan for being a little sneaky here. First of all, it appears he's sleep-talking, so I think that makes it OK. Also, Margo would probably destroy Skyler's career out of spite, since, as we've established, she's not a very good publicist, and she is also extremely jealous. And that's why we love her.

PS, I'd like to take this time to give a shout out to my peeps on the east coast. I was entirely unaffected by Sandy, being 3000 miles away, so I had no excuse for lagging on the blog. But, I'm glad you girls are safe!