"French telenovelas?"

"The only TV at my parents is in French, they're snobs like that. French telenovelas are a thing!"

"When you think about it, it explains an awful lot about Lan."

"It does. And I speak that as an empath."

'Chelle giggles, and navigates them through both doors into the living room, pulling them all down onto the sofa and flopping over Lan and Percy's laps. "Alright, so, as much as I'm against French telenovelas, I figure Lan's going to pout if I don't at least offer to introduce you to them. And I suppose I can spend the entire time judging them."

"I have not seen that many non-French telenovelas, but now I am curious about this exotic art form that clearly had a hand in the formation of our dearest Lan."

"Yass!" Lan punches the air, and leans to the side to grab one of the remotes for the television.

"Please be aware, you have activated my commentary mode. I will provide a running commentary, and it will not be particularly flattering."

Lan meanwhile, is navigating them to the appropriate channel. "She will make shameless judgement calls on all of the characters and their actions."

Percy snuggles up. "I wouldn't expect any less. What's the twenty word synopsis of this telenovela?"

"This one? In a shocking twist of stereotypes, two women are literally dueling for a man's affections. He meanwhile, is seeing the gardener."

"Is the gardener cute?"

"Cuter than either of the girls, to be quite honest."

"How sad for our Heroines. Specially, because 'Chelle will sure be merciless."

"I respect a woman's right to challenge her love rival to a duel. Just like. Make sure the person you're competing over is actually available?"

"Duels are sufficiently non-spontaneous that one would assume that. Is the love interest in the closet, at least?"

"Trying desperately to get out of it actually! No-one believes him."

"Oh, my god. That sounds great."

'Chelle pokes him playfully. "Traitor! I needed you on my side! Now Lan is going to use you as an excuse to watch this!" She doesn't, in the grand scheme of things, seem all that bothered.

"I am so sorry, I can't help it. Hard to ignore this kind of quality content once it's introduced to me."

"I'm doomed!" 'Chelle declares.

"Hush," Lan says, not too seriously. "It's starting."

Percy snuggles up to watch.

Snuggles!

And on the screen, the drama plays out.

'Chelle, as promised, provides scathing commentary on the characters (except the gardener, who she seems to at least tactictly approve of).