Hey gang,
Or to be more precise, S & G come to the House by the Sea! Man, that house must be crackling with some sexual tension.
Okay, I know that Adam is supposed to be bored out of his mind, sitting in that drawing room chair, staring at that seemingly ubiquitous 19th century DS portrait of that guy with the handlebar moustache. But, I don't buy it for a second!
Adam is a guy who is supposed to be as strong as a lion, possess the intellect of an Einstein, and, no doubt, the libido of a stallion (more like ten times the horniness of, say, Hugh Hefner!). Okay, Adam is watching an old Tarzan movie one lonely night. The big guy sees Johnnie Weismuller's caveman like courtship of the lovely Irish actress, Maureen O'Sullivan: "Uun-gow-wah! Me Tarzan, you Jane. Uuga-boogah!" So, the sensuous Eve walks into the house after one of her long moonlit "walks" along the shore. Adam stares at her and say: "Me, Adam, you Eve, Let's get it on!!!" End of story.
Of course, with the alluring Angelique in residence (up until yesterday) there is even more "smoke" to add to the fire, should I say. And, Nicholas, in that grey smoking jacket, looks like Hugh Hefner himself. (All he needs is the obligatory pipe to complete the picture.) Toss in Maggie and Carolyn, and you'd need that noted quantum physicist, Dr. Sam Beckett, to calculate all of the possible (and potential) erotic couplings.
So, take it from m, "sin city" is alive and well in Collinsport, ME, in that meretricious House by the Sea!!!
Bob the Bartender, defender of moral rectitude in Collinsport, ME.