Educating Eli

Hi, my name is Hank.

ME: You have to say 'Love' a lot.
TONY: Love?
ME: No, like with an exclamation point.
TONY: Love!
ME: Now eh.
TONY: Love eh?
ME: Exclamation point.
TONY: Love eh!
ME: Sadly, that's kind of perfect.

We were all taking turns trying to turn Adam's boyfriend Tony into a passable Eli.

With the gunman's patience running out, we had to get every CBQ into Prisms before he started shooting.

Unfortunately, Eli moved to London a few years ago and nobody's heard from him since.

That meant Plan B.

BEN: Tony looks nothing like Eli.
ADAM: How's the shooter going to know that? Jeremy's book didn't have pictures.
JOEY: What if saw old photos from the Wilde Blog?
NATHAN: We don't have a choice. This is the best we can do.
DAVIS: Is that what you're going to say the crazy person? Sorry, this was the best we could do?
TONY: What if he shoots me?
JEREMY: He's not going to shoot you.
BILLY: He might shoot all of us.
JEREMY: Nobody's getting shot.

We're all going to die.

ADAM: Look, it's this or nothing. It's not like we can beam Eli here from London.
TONY: I don't know about--
ADAM: Shut up, Tony!
TONY: Okay.

Must be nice having an assistant.

NATHAN: There are ten of us. I doubt he's going to do one-on-one interviews.
BEN: What DOES he want?
JEREMY: Only one way to find out. Time to go in.
DAVIS: Wait.

Everybody turned and looked at Davis.

DAVIS: You might need another actor.
JEREMY: Why?
DAVIS: Because I'm not going in either.

Wow.

Now there might be a shooting outside the club.