"OK, Tina, enough." You can't recall a time ever talking to her before, she probably didn't even know your name, but still she knows your face now. "You caught me. I'm not supposed to be in here, so why don't you just set the toy transposer down and go tell security."
She smiles at you then studies the transposer with what contemplation she can command, "What's a transposer? This thing?" She twirls it in her hand and pretends to shoot you with it. You lean away with your hands up, then recover from the fear with a smile.
"Yeah, that thing," you try to coax it away from her. "Hey, it's just a toy right? Let me see it for a minute." You extend your hand for it. She looks at you for a moment, cradling the device against her bosom.
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