Natasha

Natasha had spent days binge-streaming epic video productions.  She had long ago exhausted both archival Betamax libraries held by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and the Face of Everyman.  She needed fresh air and sunlight before she tackled all thirty seasons of The Simpsons, unexpurgated and complete with such features as out takes and interviews with cast members.  The venerable sage believed that she was driven by demons.  An exorcism just may be required.