You turn on the vibrator.

“He was a main character after all, so when he’s kiiiiiLLED-” she’s once again interrupted mid sentence as you set the vibrator to level 1 and it trembles to life between her legs. “Oh my god…” she gasps, gripping the couch cushion with her hands.

“Oh my god!” repeats Robot, as if that was his cue. “Everybody must have lost their minds!”

You watch as Danika grits her teeth and stills her body. She’s filming. She has to remain professional, even if she doesn’t know what’s going on.

“It was a big fuckin deal!” she says, raising her voice dramatically, fingers still digging into the upholstery. She grins valiantly at the camera, not seeing you at all, and goes on. “He was aaaah big fuckin deal in the storyyyy. He was there frommmm...nnn...the beginning…”

You’re impressed by how she’s fighting through this, even as you turn the vibrator up to level two.

“Fuck...fucking shocking… turn of events. Mmhmm...yep… yep. YEP!” she adds, nodding furiously, grimace on her face.

“What did fans think?” prompts Robot, flailing his arms uselessly.

“Well they were pissed! Pissed… fuckin...ah they were fuckin pissed! He was probably a majority of people’s FAVORITE character... and they just killed him off! Just… like… that...mmm..haa…” she says, still putting on an act of excitement in discussing the topic to disguise the other exciting thing happening between her legs. You dial it up to level 4 and she squeaks.

“And what did YOU think?” asks Robot, pointing at the now sweating Comic Book Girl with his clamp.

“I think… you want.. to know what...I think?” she breaths, putting on a brave face as the vibrator inside her continues to buzz, now almost loud enough to be heard if it wasn’t hidden beneath two layers of clothing.

“Yep!”

“I think… he...had it… coming…” she answers, her voice wavering.

“He had it coming? Why’s that?” probes Robot curiously.

“Because… he was a major asshole,” she spits, trying to sound angry. “Yes… I hated him...he … he had it ...coming...he sooooo… had it… cumming! AH!“ She clenches her fists, raising them and shaking them as her body does the same. “RRRRRR!” she growls, as if she’s outraged, while in reality her body pulses with pleasure. She can’t help but ride it out as the vibrator quivers inside her, sending the host into a frenzy as she continues yelling out nonsense in between her more guttural noises. “Selfish son of a bitch! AHHHGH! So… freakin… smug! All the time! YES! Bad… guy! Mmmrrrrrraah! Deserved everything...he got! AHH! Ahhhhhh!” And then she slumps back into the couch. You switched the vibrator off and smile your big dumb invisible smile. Danika is out of breath as she recovers on the couch, nobody else in the room any the wiser. They’re actually kind of impressed that she was able to work herself up so convincingly with such a random diatribe.

“Er… okay then,” says Robot, a little uncertain. “Whoa… um your top is unzipped!”

“Oh shit, it is,” says the guy off camera. Comic Book Girl blinks and looks down. Seeing how bra is on display she sits up, closing her jacket hurriedly.

“How the hell?” she wonders out loud, as she tries to put the zipper back together but her fingers are shaky. You’re surprised it took this long for people to notice that she basically had her tits out, but then you realise something else is odd…

You look over to Robot… who is basically just a box on top of another, bigger box. You wonder how whoever is inside the suit can even see out of it. There aren’t any peepholes or discernable viewing windows in the ‘design’ of the suit. You pause time again.