[ Grell won’t look at him just yet, as she’s busy flipping through channels - weather, news, slapstick sitcom, no, no, and no — but he will feel her breath fluctuate with a snerk. ]

No, you gorgeous dolt. Eric and Alan.

[ Aha! A romance movie. She hums approvingly, setting down the remote and taking another gulp of tasty wine. ]

I could perhaps understand one glossing over Alan’s affections as respect, but to overlook Eric’s fixation on the other? You’re just as blind with those glasses of yours, my darling.

[ With an affectionate little croon, she taps on the hinge of his glasses ever so lightly! ]