We all take risks. It’s what being human is all about -- anything from jumping out of an airplane, to climbing Mount Everest, to wearing a bright and flowery shirt. Today, I did the latter. While other people might wear outlandish clothing on a regular basis, I am more reserved. Much more reserved. I usually rock the black t-shirt and jeans, but I got this red-flowered cowboy shirt over the weekend and I thought today was the day to debut it. At first it seemed like a bad idea. Executive Producer, Josh Reims, couldn’t even look me in the eye without laughing. And staff writer, Jake Coburn, just shook his head at me in disbelief. Just when I was about to give up, the risk paid off. Donald Sutherland pointed at me, in what I’m pretty sure was out of approval, or it might have been about the fact that I delivered him a script. Either way, wearing the shirt was worth it.
In this week’s episode, “THE GAME,” Nick risks the trust he has established with Tripp when the Darling patriarch enters into a high-stakes poker game with billionaires and none other than Simon Elder. In a game where the sky is the limit and money is no object, real estate becomes the new bargaining chip. Will Nick betray Tripp in this battle royale in order to discover what Simon Elder knows about his father’s death?
The State of New York is playing a little game of their own on Karen when they refuse her application for a marriage license. Apparently, she’s still married to her third husband, the uber-hunk and anthropologist, Sebastian Fleet. To what lengths will Karen go to divorce her EX-husband?
Patrick’s Senatorial candidacy is in jeopardy when somebody tries to out his relationship with Carmelita. Exactly who is trying to play this card? And will Patrick call their bluff?
Jeremy lives up to the promise he made to his father and takes a job in the Darling Empire. Will he succeed or will he crash and burn in his new profession?
All of this and more in this week’s salacious episode, “THE GAME.”
Now I’m going to go back into the bathroom to check myself out in this shirt. Again. Damn, I’m hot.

