Hey gang,
I can just see the late, great Ralph Kramden venting in exasperation at the sight of Quentin shooting off his over-sized mouth in the so-called Parallel Time room. Said Mr. Q. Collins to Dr. J. Hoffman: "If those people know anything about vampires and they suspect that he (Barnabas) is one, he's as good as dead." Oy vey! What a blabbermouth, indeed!
You know, with "friends" like Quentin, Barnabas does not need any enemies! And, excuse me, but didn't Mr. B. instruct Julia to lock the doors so no one could get into the frequently changeable room? So, what the heck are Julia and the obviously loquacious Quentin doing in the room, yapping their mouths off about Barnabas' "condition"? Didn't it occur to either of them (but, especially Julia) that someone in the other band of time might overhear their candid discussion?
Oh yeah, I got a big laugh when Quentin opined to Julia that Barnabas was "pushing his luck too far!" Hey, it'a good thing that the Q-Man was never entrusted with the plans for Overlord, the Allies' ultra-secret plan for the invasion of Europe. Heck, with Quentin's Grand Canyon-like mouth, Hitler would have been waiting on Normandy Beach with the entire German army on June 6, 1944!!!
Quentin should try and remember the old World War II admonition: "Loose lips, sink ships!" I'm sorry, Annie, but Quentin really bummed me out today, for Christ's sake!
Bob the Bartender, who, at a very young age, learned all-too-well, the importance of "omerta."