Iris smiled a smile of butter and chocolate. Very impressive, as usual. If the boy couldn't identify what the thing was without some professionalism, she was certainly not going to let him have it, even temporarily. An amateur would probably go at it with a Phillips screwdriver and have grim men in dark suits knocking on her door within a half hour. "That part doesn't matter," she answered to his final assessment, glancing down at the annoying little thing. "What I do want to know is where it's transmitting to--I want a location. It won't be far, probably within five miles. There may be a base and more than one portable device, or not. I need to know how many people I'm dealing with and where they are." She raised an eyebrow. "Without compromising the device, of course." It would certainly be a challenge, and she knew that would be as much of an enticement as anything else.