So it was with naïve, battered hope we were all holding out for a toothy tile and Grey Goose's happy ending, right?
Don't think we're getting it:
T2 had the nerve to not exactly discreetly hole up in a fancy hotel room recently with a coworker. From one of his movies, no less.
It did not go unnoticed by the posh inn's even more posh clientele.
This is a far cry from one of Toothy's back-alley pretty-boy quickies, and it's a situation Grey's finding it much harder to not let bug him.
We say why try? Isn't enough enough?
Come on, true love's one thing (especially when you have family together), but unending masochistic devotion's entirely another.
Grey, stop pretending you're Saint Suck-Up and completely move on, already.