"Well...I think it is...itself. And...here, you may." She took out an mp3 player. "I used an extension spell of my brother's...anything of mine that might have a computer inside it, or a 'hard drive' as they call them, they are all linked to the main one at home."
She turned on the player and gave him the earbuds. She talked quietly to the mp3 player...quietly, so that no one will hear. It's quite mad to speak to machinery, you know.
He will hear a slightly mechanical voice, neither male nor female in tone, saying, "it is pleasant to meet you, sam witwicky. mistress is happy and that bodes well. we are well-met indeed."
She grinned at him. "Sorry. It is a little formal sounding."