We went upstairs and we were in one of her labs. We both sat at a giant table where we were surrounded by prototypes of various metallic skeletons like some futuristic Halloween shindig.
I got ou my notepad with all my info while Fatiyyah busted out her brand spanking new laptop that may have cost half as much as my ride.
I told her everything I knew and she typed down my words with lightning speed.
C. M. B. Bell's Writing Universe 