This comic is actually based on real life. When my I was young and my mom went to the mall or what have you, she’d drop me off at the arcade with no money (we Cranors are a poor, lowly, scabby folk). She said when she came back, I’d be drenched in sweat from intensely “playing” the title screens of games. This story is not just a great way to introduce yourself to ladies at the club, but also something to use when complaining about “kids these days!” as a crotchety old man.