"Find your own hiding place."

[whiski_sour]

First of all, I feel sorry for Julian Sands. Even if he's not the bad guy, I can't help but not trust him. My first reaction is always, "Don't trust him! He's a Warlock!" and it taints my view of his character regardless.

I admit, I called this case as soon as the husband appeared, but it had enough logical red herrings to keep it interesting. The ending had a nice weight to it, though, and the poetic justice was sweet, but it was nice that it wasn't good enough for Beckett.

For the record, Esposito and Ryan are my police OTP and I want them to have my back. They can get all the information you need, deliver it wherever you're at no matter what, and they will gang up and rib someone with you. Just be careful they don't turn on you and discover proof that you were once a model.

Speaking of, loved that and the fact that Beckett watched Showgirls.

The Beckett and Castle banter is great. Loved them going back and forth about reading the new book. It's fun, it's flirty, but it's not too much. Let's hope they don't push it.

Also, let's not tamper with the family dynamic. I love the interaction between the three of them. There's room to grow, but it's got a nice baseline.

The model turning out to be Castle's old babysitter was a nice twist. It stopped Castle's Casanova act in its tracks, gave plenty of ammo to Alexis, Mom, Beckett, and the boys (which they used beautifully), and led to a sweet ending. I like the glimpses of Castle's soft side.

He's such a doll.


There was probably more to the original version of this, but Tiki Idol ate it and my memory isn't as good as I'd like it to be. Good enough, though.