It’s Private Eyes season finale time – too soon! – and the writers are celebrating by sending Angie to her cousin’s wedding with Shade as her date. SQUEE! Ok, everyone’s very clear he’s her back-up date because “Nolan had to work” but whether it’s back-up, front-load, or side-to-side, the key word here, as I’m sure long-term readers of these pages will be aware, is date. And SQUEE!
Because our heroes need some sort of case to hang their hanging-out on, though, a very pricy heirloom tiara (the groom apparently coming from old money) is stolen, which means Shade gets to fake-propose – it’s still a proposal. On bended knee. SQUEE! – to Angie and they go undercover as a couple looking to organise their own nuptials, complete with wedding collage and very enthusiastic kiss to convince the photographer. Sorry, did I say “kiss”? I meant KISS. And SQUEE!
It’s all delightful, of course. Or it would be if Angie’s mum wasn’t mooching around, all sad that the daughter she neglected and stole from isn’t nominating her for Mother of the Year. BLERGH. And if Becca wasn’t being cruel and selfish and trying to destroy Jules and Shade’s newly-close relationship to shore up her own self-esteem. BOOOO! And if Nolan had just stayed at work instead of cropping up to take Angie to St Lucia when she should be exploring further partner-kissing opportunities in Toronto instead. HURRUMPH.
Still, it’s good fun nonetheless, and even the cheerful, charming Private Eyes needs some conflict, doesn’t it? This way, season 2 has plenty to work with. And probably an “Angie’s dad’s death” conspiracy arc as well, just like Jed predicted last week. To be honest, though, season 1 has been so lovely and warm, and the main characters so utterly adorable together, that I don’t give two hoots what season 2’s about, as long as we get to see it. And them. Although more kissing and “pretending” (but not really) to be into each other would definitely be a bonus. SQUEE!