Dinah held on to Dean as long as she could. Whatever was going on, she was glad for the reassurance that he was here and he was (at least physically) okay. She also wanted him to know that she would do whatever she could to make the current situation right. Whatever it was. They both would. This was what they did.
She frowned once the explanation came out and headed over to the computers. She'd stopped in here a few times to try them out. She didn't like them and never would but she could see their uses. And with Fred busy with other things and Sam taking over the Men of Letters hideout, she was the only person left who might use these. So she'd started teaching herself. She was never going to be on Barbara's level, but she could at least manage some of the simpler programs. She logged in and booted up the program that would search traffic and security camera feeds. If it managed to track down Fred or the frog, she just hoped that they could get there in time.
"So, there's a giant purple frog hopping around the City. Do you ever think that sometimes it just gets bored and wants to screw with us?" she sighed, worry etched into her features. Fred was one of her closest friends here-one of her only friends- and she didn't want to lose her too. "I assume that you already tried calling her? Was her phone off, or did it ring before it went to voicemail?"
It was possible that she could work the program that could try to track the phone. Maybe. Though that was pending the City's lack of interference. None of the programs on these computers worked like they would have worked back in Gotham or anywhere else. She wasn't sure how Jensen and Fred had the patience to deal with them, honestly.