I think you’re the bee’s knees on Desperate Housewives. In fact, if you can keep this a secret between you and me (‘cause I hate when Marcia yells), it’s my firm belief that you’ve grown to be the show’s MVP over the last two seasons. That said, if you’re ever going to get that Emmy nomination you so richly deserve, you’ve got to stop calling in to Ryan Seacrest’s radio show and blabbing about your sex life. I mean, seriously, have you ever heard Streep call in with a report from her boudoir? See where I’m going with this? Excellent! Now don’t forget to thank me when you’re at the podium.