Molly beamed at Savannah. See, she caught on. Molly was not stupid, just often confused and jumbled.
Then Cath asked if anyone could do ...
Molly looked like she'd been slapped, her mouth opening and closing like a fish.
"Can anyone... Do you know..." Then her face turned to righteous anger.
Molly unzipped her bag and produced the keycard she'd let Savannah see. But it had a two inch wide computer ribbon taped to it, and was that a paperclip? The wires stripped from the ribbon went down to the black swipe bar, only it now had... tinfoil?
She then reached in to produce a laptop hard drive duct taped to a circuit board and a laptop battery. The whole apparatus looked the side of a paperback.
"Two years of robotics, hydrolics and programming. Applied practicable knowledge and three time robowars regional champion. I'm hardly anyone! I speculation there are no greater than two personables who can jiggery this up on this vessle. One vacuums with disks."
The more riled Molly got the less her language connections fired properly.