Clever John Karlen. No Beckoning for him! Just one commanding zombie-like swing of the arm, and David was in the door. Nice spooky reading of the awful poem, too. David Henesy, on the other hand, did no better as a Dreamer than he did as a Beckoner. He just couldn't get himself into the terror of the Dream.
They dropped another door out of the dream, so I guess four is the maximum number. And they rearranged the doors, too. The skull door used to be on the right, and now it's on the left.
Maggie didn't seem as upset as I would have been in her place, when Willie suggested they go out together and tried to rationalize it as just a friendly outing. But then, she has never seen When Harry Met Sally. I was dying to have Billy Crystal to walk into the Old House and explain the facts of life to Maggie.