Liir stared at the television.
The television stared back.
A couple of flickers of light at the curved corners itched at his eyes, at the back of his brain, but he ignored them to finally flick the damned thing on. His conversation with Tony the other night had made him think a bit and since the television was just disconcerting as opposed to being outright tik-tokish to his sensibilities, he thought that perhaps he could bend on this one strange piece of technology.
What was on that channel didn't appeal to him, and so he flicked around for a while before finally coming upon
something that looked interesting.
Liir flopped onto the nearest couch, grabbed up a pillow to hold in his arms, and watched with rapt attention as the man in the funny hat was chosen to cook...
Oh my.[open common room is open!]