"I find it strange. Especially the game shows?" Sybil frowns, wondering if he's experienced them. "They shout a great deal and it seems an off-sort of circus. They're nothing like the games we used to play at the fairs and bazaars, with a simple task to perform and prize to win."

She shrugs as she steps back from the machine, settling herself on the couch and smiling in hope that he will join her. It is rather racy, she thinks, to be able to sit so close to one another when not at a party or without a chaperone. "They are more like the theatre, though I've discovered that some leave me feeling much like the play we went to see."