I'm re-watching season six and all that remains is a dull pain of misunderstanding on the one hand and betrayal on the other. And I like the atmosphere of a cold disgusting morning, with the shivering from restless sleep and the heavy silence.
Imagine Jensen sitting in a waiting room and there’s another man sitting opposite him. The receptionist comes out and says, “Dean?” and both Jensen and the other guy start to get up and then look at each other and Jensen’s just like “Oh, God, not again” and sits back down covering his face.
Rewatching Pysch because Netflix did one thing right and added it to their collection and my favourite overlooked detail is that Shawn's favourite TV show is The Mentalist. I don't think we talk about how he loved it enough to put it on his fake dating profile while he was supposed to be focusing on seeming as appealing as possible. Like, he thought "yeah, The Mentalist, Jules loves fake psychics, so if I also tell people I love fake psychics, other women will love me too" or whatever incomprehensible Shawn Spencer logic he applied. It's adorable.