It takes a moment to realize that there is not, in fact, a test of the emergency broadcast system standing in your living room — though the colorful figure standing across from you certainly bears a striking similarity to that TV classic. Even before they speak, you can feel a frenetic energy in the air, like someone switching between channels at high speed.

“Yo yo yo!” His voice is loud and booming. “Don’t touch that dile cinephile, ‘cause my favorite studio audience is now in attendance!” The TV dressed stranger points directly at you, the smirk on his lips curling to be bigger. He’s quite the energetic one, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. He seems excited to talk to you, like he has something important to say.

“So, how can I cater to my greatest spectator?” He asks, tilting his head. He looks like he remembers something as he raises his hands up in front of you. “But! But but but. Before we get to what’s on my screen, let me properly introduce the scene.” He holds out his hand.

“The names Telly! Rhymes with Nelly, like…” He pauses for a moment, trying to think of a rhyme next. “Whoa Nelly! Did you know Telly offers 5,000 channels, like an endless deli?” Telly’s hand stays outstretched, waiting for you to either take it, or reject.