Imp sat beside his new buddy, his grin perpetual as he watched the show. Sure, he munched on food, but half his focus was on Calazeth. These were reruns, after all, and living in the Palace, Imp had seen them all. At least, he was pretty sure he had. So his attention was more on Calazeth: living vicariously the moment of a first theater viewing, remembering how exciting it'd been.

And he did answer all the questions, with enthusiasm. He also tried to keep quiet, but mostly he failed: he was too cheerful, and a little tipsy, so his answers were a little loud at times.

"That's Master Artio! This is a GUEST APPEARANCE," and "So that one--the gray one--didn't listen to orders, and..." and "Overseer something! -I forgot!" along with his own occasional interjections. Imp was the kind of guy who'd be annoying to watch a movie with--but not terrible. Not as bad as he could be. But a couple times he laughed quite loudly, and at least once brayed a loud "Oh MAAAAN, I forgot this part!" and such interjections.

Mostly, though, he was just having fun--and glad, for once, to share it.