Looking for the...Prism Rangers?

After a little bit of searching we found Flonne in the living room, her body back to being completely dressed as she stared at the television screen, the remote in her hand as she flipped through the channels with a pretty intense stare, "Uh...Flonne?" Flonne seemed to jump a bit and she turned to face us, her face going from confused to blissfully happy in seconds, "Wonderful! It seems that all three of you have found the joy of love in one another!" I resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of my nose, something Etna and Larharla couldn't, and I asked, "What are you doing Flonne?"

"Oh," Flonne said, turning back to the television and flipping through it with powerful intent once again, "I'm just looking for 'Prism Rangers'...they should be on at this time." I internally sighed as I remembered how much of an Otaku Flonne really was, oh this was not going to be pretty, "Um...Flonne...I've never heard of the Prism Rangers in this world." Flonne froze, the remote falling out of her grasp as she turned to me, her eyes filling with an oceans worth of tears as she spoke, "Wh-What? N-N-No Prism Rangers?" Swallowing I nervously scratched the back of my head, "I don't think so...but if you can describe it to me maybe there is something like it that I remember?"

I felt both Laharla and Etna stiffen at my sides, my words striking a chord with them but I never found out why...I didn't know ANYONE could talk for that long about ANYTHING. Flonne lectured me for roughly and hour about what the Prism Rangers were like, right down to their underwear color...however she knew that one. I knew that the Power Rangers were a close match and there were a few other shows like it I could probably find on the internet as well as the Godzilla series that I'm sure she'd enjoy but good lord did she drone on.

About at the hour and fifteen minute mark Laharla threw out her scarf at Flonne, wrapping around the Angels neck with a growl, "Enough! We get the damn point! We've been hungry for over an hour now an-" Laharla would have continued had Flonne not teared up again, her pout melting Laharla's grasp to the point that Flonne could just slip out...and start talking again.