Mel and PJ, with nearly a decade under their belts, have a history. A real history. And in the setting of history, there’s lots to learn. Lots.
Like how I learned of PJ’s love of sports – particularly baseball and basketball. Or Mel’s calming attitude on what could be a very stress-filled day. Or that PJ’s brother has a hilariously stoic sense of humor. Or that the love that PJ and Mel share is surpassed by only one thing – the love that mosquitoes have for everyone in Foresthill, CA. I kid, I kid. Because truth be told, I don’t know if the love of anything or anyone surpasses the love that Mel and PJ share. This I learned. And this I now know. Where most people are at a level 7, Mel and PJ’s love is at a level 10.
But there’s one thing I didn’t learn: What is this dance move where you pretend someone threw something at you, and then you wipe it off and throw it at someone else!? I’m still so confused!