"I bet I could ask a stupid one about it." Annie grinned. She looked at it for a while. "Okay. I've got one. Why does it glow that color?"
That was pretty vapid and unimportant, she thought. If it didn't turn out to be a stupid question, she would honestly be stumped.
"It's good to know that I won't have to try to figure out emergency routines for you and that thing. I don't know if I work well under that sort of pressure. Sure, you face me with President Doom, and I'll be able to do what I need to survive, but it wasn't like he was somebody I cared about and dying."