"Right right. Glad I'm still a bit better than a telephone." He chuckled to himself. "If you're so smart why do you need specific instructions on how to interact with it. Just figure it out grandpa." Steve was roughly 20 years older than Jim, so it still felt fitting to say.
"only slightly." steve said, sincerely joking though his tone was dry. and then, "Grandpa?--son,--"
Before he could get started, from behind him the computer whirred back to life, speaking over him: 'playing darkside by grandson' the computer said. steve turned around and unplugged the damn thing, cutting off the music.
"If you don't watch it I'm gonna find whatever your version of this is." he held up the power cord, motioning to jimm.












