You find Elsie upstairs, trying to find something interesting to watch on TV.
You help, by grabbing the remote and changing the channel to some sort of giant robot show.
"Why do you want to watch this? It's an outdated cartoon-"
"Trust me, just watch."
After a few minutes, you recognize the Episode. You KNOW her reaction's going to be good.
"So what are we doing here, counting the technical inaccuracies?"
"Alright, what the hell kind of space magic allows a single particle to contain the sun, jam radars, and give people psychic powers? That's just dumb. Real science doesn't work like that. And is that guy wearing sunglasses inside a giant robot?"
"They're prescription apparently. It comes up in a later episode, but I'm not sure how far to trust it, since he claims he was prescribed them to counter his lack of badass."
"Why would- he just took out four planes with a throwing axe. What the fuck."
About twenty minutes later the episode ends. "Did you like it?"
"That is a half an hour I will never get back. I have no idea what I just watched, lost count of the technical errors, and I'm setting the TiVo to record every episode of it ever."
"Welcome to my childhood."
That's when Mooch yells at you about something to do with the next match.