As he leans back on the couch, Eddie kicks his feet up, sneakers on the coffee table, and if not for the bites he's still healing from and the fact that he just spent half an hour trying to explain to Chrissy Cunningham that she died in his trailer at the hands of some monster that lived in an alternate version of Hawkins, this might all seem pretty normal.

"Oh, there's this show, it's the stupidest thing," he begins to tell her. "All these different psychologists and dating experts match total strangers and they get married. Just like that. The show kind of follows them and sees how they manage."

It's stupid, just like he's said, but it's distracting and entertaining and he's needed that lately.