Ayo Edebiri Craves Clues and Hand Sanitizer in Bizarre Monk Love Reveal

Forget the leather-jacket heartthrobs and the boy banders with the frosted tips. Ayo Edebiri has officially confirmed that her childhood bedroom was basically a shrine to a man who refuses to touch a door handle without a wet wipe. That’s right, while we were all busy dreaming of Justin Timberlake, Ayo was busy swooning over the OCD stylings of Adrian Monk. Jeremy Allen White looked genuinely concerned during their recent little chat when Ayo confessed her soul actually belongs to a fictional san Francisco detective with a beige cardigan and a phobia of milk. Honestly, the internal logic makes sense. You work in a high-stress kitchen on 'The Bear', you probably start seeing the appeal of a man who organizes his sock drawer by thread count and solves homicides before lunch. Now we are just left wondering what Ayo’s teenage diary looked like. Was she writing 'Mrs. Ayo Monk' in the margins? Was she asking her parents for a magnifying glass and a tweed blazer for her sweet sixteen? The lady has taste, but it’s the kind of taste that requires a lot of Lysol and very specific hand gestures. Next thing you know, she’ll be telling us she has a secret thing for Columbo’s raincoat or the Teletubbies’ vacuum cleaner. If your date doesn't show up with twenty-seven phobias and a photographic memory for forensic evidence, don't even bother calling Ayo.