I love comic books, and have ever since I was a kid. My wife Missy, as I've written before, often will get hooked on things I like, and make them her own. This is true with a tv show I love, The Flash on CW.
The acting on the show is great, the special effects fantastic, and the plot has been slowly building to a reveal of a particular something all season.
Missy doesn't know what the something is. With my previous knowledge from the comics, I'm pretty sure I do. Each week we watch it together, and I love the show for itself, but also because I love watching Missy get into it. Last week she had us watch the ending of the episode about a dozen times in a row, trying to see if the hint it was dropping for this week was what she thought it was.
I love that. And I love her.