This Smells Terrible! Here, You Smell it.

"Come in here and listen to this song," she says, pausing in the middle of washing her face. "It's terrible!"

I come into the bathroom and listen, and she gives me a look of horror as she discovers she's singing along.

I say, "You know the way this works: first it's familiarity through ubiquity, and then the Stockholm Syndrome kicks in."