"Come, Shepard. It's going to start in a few minutes."

"Are we really going to watch this?"

"You did consult on it. Aren't you even a little curious?"

"If they were going to make this thing anyway, I wanted to make sure they didn't screw it up too much. But fine, if you insist."

"Excellent. I have made popcorn."

Melanie Shepard curls up on the couch next to her wife, wrapping one arm around Liara T'Soni's shoulder while the other takes a handful of popcorn from the bowl on the coffee table. "I am looking forward to seeing one thing," Shepard admits between bites.

"And what is that, love?"

"What the actress playing you looks like."

Liara laughs and teases her, "Are you hoping that she is better looking than me?"

Shepard leans over for a passionate kiss. "Not possible. But I've had to deal with my doppelganger on those extranet ads for months and now it's your turn."

Liara smiles. "You could have just watched the trailer."

"I barely agreed to watch the series. Besides, given your background, I'd think that you'd be particularly bothered by the inevitable historical inaccuracies, Doctor T'Soni"

"It is not exactly intended to be a serious scholarly work. Also, it is starting."

"Every war has its legends. Champions rise from the fire of battle and our greatest war produced our greatest heroes. Steven Hackett. Urdnot Wrex. Adrien Victus. But there is one name in particular that will live forever, one name that all the galaxy knows. This is her story, the story of Shepard."

As Melanie groans, the music swells and the opening credits of the first installment of the mini-series begins to play, a montage of action shots featuring the main cast, beginning of course with the actress portraying Shepard. "She does look a lot like me," Melanie concedes.

"I am told that she spent a month training with the Alliance military to prepare for this role."

"I'm sure that qualifies her to be a Specter."

"Now you are simply being difficult."

"Maybe a little."

When the asari playing Liara appears on the screen, the scientist turns to Melanie and says with a playful earnestness, "She is quite pretty."

"Not nearly as pretty as you," Shepard smiles, pulling her wife on top of her and covering her neck with kisses.

"We're going to miss the show," Liara protests, but the feel of Shepard's mouth against her skin removes any real force from her objections.

"It's okay Liara, I think we know how it ends."

"The dashing hero saves the galaxy and wins the heart of the beautiful maiden?"

"That sounds about right," Melanie laughs happily as she feels Liara's arms wrap around her, "Just about right."