She hopped down from the railing. "If you'd finished that lecture I totally would have had to use, 'I'm not the one who ended up in Juvy'. Besides, I doubt it would work on bigger stuff. There's probably a difference between a tiny tracer and like, I don't know, the locks on the doors to the Pentagon. And if Wayne or the Comish ask about the tracer we get to play innocent because how were we supposed to know that the thing was there or that our phones would mess with it? Right?"
Whether it was high-tech problem solving or excuses, Max enjoyed being useful. She slipped her phone back into her bag, figuring that if it really was just an innocent afternoon of fun that they were after, she wouldn't need it.