[This morning, a very large package arrived on the porch of 339 Brady Lane with Quinn's name on it. He looks at it for a moment, but the wonder doesn't last long - he knows exactly what it is. Gleefully, he skips off into the garage and runs back out with a hammer to pry the huge box apart. Inside is a massive flat screen TV, 60 inches long. Anyone inside the house or nearby can see this, and hear him exclaim with you upon seeing it. You might even find him just standing there with his hand on it, silently, happily.
Later, in the garage, you'll find him with it all set up, a few more chairs added for viewing pleasure, the laptop hooked in and playing movies. If he's not watching anything, you might find him just standing there with his hand on it, silent and smiling. This would probably look creepy to anyone who doesn't know he can talk to machines.]
[PHONE CALL: open, filtered from drones:]
Hey! Anyone out there interested in watchin' some movies, we can finally move off my dinky laptop and watch 'em on a WAY better screen! And I got a better collection by far, anyway. 339 Brady Lane - bring a chair and some popcorn, and come any time. I'll be out here all day.
Um. Hey. Look, I have no idea if ya even wanna talk to me, but I'd like the chance, if I could. I'll be in the garage, as usual, if ya do.