She gave a nod indicating she'd like more water, but his next question had her absolutely gasping for breath, hand over her heart in pure agony, and then she remembered she had a few years on him and she relaxed. "Only the most important show of 2007." Probably a gross exaggeration. "It was what my friends from Baltimore City Community College used to watch every Thursday night. Sipping wine coolers in the living room of the old apartment my aunt and I used to live in back in the good old days." She sighed wistfully and took a sip from her freshly refilled glass of water.
"Actually, it's terrible. But if you're looking for some high school drama between rich, beautiful teens played by adults, then I definitely recommend. But only if you don't take it seriously, because it's nonsense." Not a glowing recommendation, but it wasn't really that good of a show. Guilty pleasure, more like it. Except was a it a guilty pleasure if you didn't really feel bad about it?
"Well, okay, true. But, you can do the responsible thing, or the fun thing. I'm doing the fun thing, they're doing the responsible thing." He had a point though. There were definitely things she wouldn't want to know about her friends and neighbors. "I suppose you're right," she conceded with a sigh. "So if you're not dealing with ghosts or finding lost objects, what are you doing?"