So, yeah. That happened.

I blame a combination of the three besties taking things not only dead seriously, but also much too literally.

Still, the patient is going to survive the surgery without any problems, since the plot requires it. And the factors that count against it…like the amateurish anesthetic procedure, the problems with doing open-heart surgery in the open air, and the fact that Mopey isn’t a qualified surgeon, no matter how badly she will cut you up if you say the wrong thing around her…have no chance against plot necessity, as usual.

And, yeah, it’s definitely still better than Mopey’s Plan B would have been.

But it’s worse than her Plan C…which would have been dressing up as an old lady and asking the guy to help her find her lost kitten. Which could have cleared up the whole question regarding the heart of gold while requiring neither surgery nor divine intervention on part of the chronically easy-to-annoy Mr. Anubis.

But, yeah… you never get around to Plan C in fiction, it’s always one of the first two.

More on Monday.