Richard Armitage in Spooks

[cupcakesandbunting]

I definitely would.

Maybe twice.

I think Malcolm "accidentally" calling Lucas by the name of John tells us that Malcolm was testing Lucas and when he reacted so badly to that name, it probably gave Malcolm a hint that all was not well and that it was time to clear out. Looks like next week's episode is action packed, can't wait.

So you are an equal opportunities Armitage fan ,I take it, LeQueen.

How public spirited of you, LeQueen, I am sure the BBC would be delighted when they consider what it woulddo to the viewing figures

Only trouble is, you might have to get there early because of the queue

They would never need licence money revenue again..

Hmm, fair enough

Yes LeQueen, I don't think the BBC do 'facial' shots before, well, any time...

On a slightly more wholesome note - if the Beeb want to rope him on for Children in Need again they could talk him into doing the Argentine Tango (his specialty on the dance floor apparently - )) and run a competition at £1 a pop to find a dance partner for him - genius dontcha think - they probably wouldn't need to bother with any other fundraising activities!

Umm a dance would be nice, but I actually just want to have sex with him.... do you think they would auction that?

Listen ladies, with all this talk we are NOT helping with the campaign against global warming

Unless you count the savings on the central heating front

But think of all that glorious wither-wringing anticipation you'd lose out on, ladies Maybe you could compromise and have him play footsie under the dinner table like he does in a clip I've seen on YT somewhere

I can't decide if I would most like to spend the night with a.) "angry spy" Lucas, b.) tightly dressed "Strictly Come Dancing (fingers crossed) style" Lucas, or c.) " 'Beg!'/'Fetch!' period drama" Lucas...

But look, LeQueen you don't want to be walking funny the next morning, do you?

But look again, folk will point to you in the street and say ''I know what you were up to last night''

I dunno, Lotster, I am hanging onto the shreds of my virtual pride here.
Him, with smoulder: Beg! You know you want to!
Her: Ah, but will I still respect me in the morning?