There were worst things one could be, in Mary's opinion. Much worse.
"Yeah I don't think you're wrong. Hell she was called on it so thoroughly by Res, the chick from Tumbler Renegade, that it was painful to watch. Res doesn't seem to have a filter so she flat-out called her stupid and/or retarded, I don't remember. It was funny. Of course then we all started thinking about in how many levels we were fucked, and the funny sort of went away." Mary shrugged, annoyed.
She peeked over Riff's shoulder at the window, only to also realize it was taped over. "You think anyone's in there doing secretive potentially dangerous stuff?" One could only hope. Mary was bored.