"Well then." he said while trying to remember this girl's name. You'd think he'd remember a green-haired chick's name, but noooooo.
Dammit!
"Well, Magnet Lass, I'm sorry if my stuff bugs you. Put up with it for a few hours and I'll cage it for you. You do know what a Faraday cage is, right?" he asked hopefully.
She probably didn't. To her, Faraday was probably some soap opera star she'd fantasize about.