Fenton couldn't help but chuckle, softly. She might have been stuck on the TV thing, but... he sure couldn't fault her determination and enthusiasm. He reached out a hand to her. "Come on. Let's get in you in some place, and get you something to eat. You can crash at my place, if you want. I'm sure Webby would love to have another girl duck her age to talk to. We'll find what apartment you're supposed to be in tomorrow."