It took Steve a long moment to work out how to open attachments and then read them. Honestly, if technology got any more complicated than the miniature oven-thing in his apartment, he was lost.
got IT/ On my wayy
Steve partly ran, partly caught public transport. It was difficult to do anything when you didn't really know your way around, he found. But he got there. The map function on his phone helped a lot (once he got it working), and he arrived at the spot just as he realised he had no idea what Kaylee looked like.
Turned out it wasn't difficult. He figured that the small woman who looked upset was probably just who he was after.
"Miss Kaylee?" he tried as he approached, all tight white shirt, jacket and carefully ironed trousers.