Husky, deep… Barbara Stanwyck
Rissa and I are watching bingeing Gilmore Girls. Cats blanket our already afghaned laps.
EMILY: Oh look — Barbara Stanwyck. I just love Barbara Stanwyck.
LORELAI: Oh yeah, she’s good.
EMILY: She had that wonderful voice — that husky, deep voice. I just love
that voice.
LORELAI: You know Mom, you have kind of a Barbara Stanwycky voice.
EMILY: Oh I do not.
LORELAI: I mean it. You could have gotten Fred McMurray to off Dad if you’d
really wanted to.
EMILY: Oh you do enjoy teasing me, don’t you?
(There is the tiniest of pauses before Rissa repeats the last line in a voice from The Exorcist.)
“OH YOU DO ENJOY TEASING ME, DON’T YOU?“
“What are you doing?”
“HUSKY, DEEP VOICE.“
I snort loudly. The cats startle.
LORELAI: I know. (pause)
EMILY: You did a lovely job.
LORELAI: Thank you.
“THANK YOU.”
“Stop it. I’m going to wet my pants,” I say.
“SORRY.”
I am now in emergency Kegel mode. We both giggle madly as the show continues.
RORY: I don’t know…having my boyfriend defend my honor. It’s weird.
DEAN: Uh, boyfriend?
RORY: What?
DEAN: You said ‘boyfriend.’
“BOYFRIEND,” Says Rissa – convulsing with laughter.
“STOP IT,” I say, snorting harder.
“I CAN’T.”
“I’M BATMAN.”
The pair of us can no longer breathe. That’s when David looks up from his computer and pulls off his headphones. “What are you doing?”
Both of us in unison intone “HUSKY, DEEP VOICE.“
