"This technology is ancient," Caine complains. Jupiter shushes him.
"I know VHS is really old school, but this is the only way to get the authentic experience."
"No, I mean-" He waves at Vlady's flatscreen. "-this. We moved on from physical screens of this sort centuries ago!"
Jupiter's hand on his arm is light but firm, enough to remind him of his place. "Shush," she says. "It's starting!"
"Yes, your majesty," he says, settling down.
Jupiter is already dancing a bit from her seat on the floor, singing along to the lyrics. "Bill Nye the Science Guy! Bill, Bill, Bill-"