When I see these moments, I am taken back to the one and only time I attempted to read in a tub. I was reading Dracula. I thought I would be cool like Ms. Katic here and read that shit in the tub. At some point, because I’m an idgit, I just, apparently forgot I had a book in my hand and dunked my hand in the water.
Please, Beckett, do not dunk your advance Richard Castle in the tub. You’ll only feel scorn every time you look at its waterlogged pages. Not to mention, you’ll never live down the jabs that Castle will deliver when he sees that oh-so-wet book.