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Apr. 11th, 2012 02:54 pm'Welcome Home' parties are kind of a drag when the guy they're thrown for disappears halfway through.
She doesn't even notice David's gone until Kathryn comes up and asks if she's seen him -- she had, but it doesn't seem right to tell his concerned wife that the guy had been hiding out from her well-meaning celebration. Just like Mary Margaret said, Kathryn is awfully nice, and she doesn't make a scene or fuss, but she gets a kicked look in her eyes that make Emma feel like a heel just for having a suspicion of where her husband's gone.
Not that she can judge anybody. When it comes to relationships and what's right or wrong to do in them, she lacks a leg to stand on.
Still, she can't help suspecting, and when she drives home after a stilted but polite goodbye from Kathryn, she's anything but surprised to see the tall figure walking away from the apartment. David doesn't have to look up for her to recognize him, but he does, and she does, and so it's another non-surprise to walk through the door, keys jangling in her hand, to find Mary Margaret hard at work apparently trying to scrub the porcelain right off a plate.
"You might want to ease up, or that brillo pad’s going to press charges," she says, not unkindly.
She gets it. And at least Mary Margaret's method of coping is productive.
She doesn't even notice David's gone until Kathryn comes up and asks if she's seen him -- she had, but it doesn't seem right to tell his concerned wife that the guy had been hiding out from her well-meaning celebration. Just like Mary Margaret said, Kathryn is awfully nice, and she doesn't make a scene or fuss, but she gets a kicked look in her eyes that make Emma feel like a heel just for having a suspicion of where her husband's gone.
Not that she can judge anybody. When it comes to relationships and what's right or wrong to do in them, she lacks a leg to stand on.
Still, she can't help suspecting, and when she drives home after a stilted but polite goodbye from Kathryn, she's anything but surprised to see the tall figure walking away from the apartment. David doesn't have to look up for her to recognize him, but he does, and she does, and so it's another non-surprise to walk through the door, keys jangling in her hand, to find Mary Margaret hard at work apparently trying to scrub the porcelain right off a plate.
"You might want to ease up, or that brillo pad’s going to press charges," she says, not unkindly.
She gets it. And at least Mary Margaret's method of coping is productive.