Somehow, I think a smackdown would just make him more indignant. It needs to be a strategic, well placed smack. I've been able to get through to him once or twice. We used to be flatmates and... well, there are worse flatmates.

[Then she blinks up at him, her eyes wide. She's computer savvy, but the idea of games and all of that escape her.]

A game ended the world? Did you know it would? I mean, no that's advertised on the box.