I got quite nostalgic watching the terrible terrible exhausted interviews, because that's mostly what they were doing when I first fell in love with them. I can't believe just how bad the interviewers are, and how Breckin and Mark-Paul just looked kind of switched off until they would force themselves to manage a reply. Then they both look genuinely happier and easier when they're talking to each other and don't have to talk to the idiot people any more. Their love is so beautiful.

Oh god, the bit where F&B exists but you've not seen it yet is so hard but kind of a brilliant feeling as well ... kind of. Anyway, I think I can quite confidently say that people will still want to talk about franklin and bash come friday! Yes.