And Will! And Francie! I miss them. I cared about Francie and Charlie's ups and downs, and Will's treatment of his assistant added this great boorish facet to his character. The writers let things take their own natural time, without forcing everything into pat resolutions--I mean, all those cliffhangers! They totally broke out of the constraining box of the one-hour episode format. It was all so cool. Plus, Syd and Michael were new and shiny, and Jack was still hard to pin down, and Sloane was scary. And they soundtracked *everything* so that even a shot of Syd walking down a hallway was so! damn! exciting! And when she and Anna Espinosa were running all over the place, constantly jostling for one-upmanship and kicking each other silly? Sweet.
Love, love, love.