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[the_nice_1]

At the one booth, Aleph has set up a laptop and is in the process of linking them up in an (futile, she knows) attempt to get ahold of the Global Frequency. Despite its inability to hook her up, it does provide her with a computer on which to begin a database of Milliways information to add to the Frequency's database when her Door opens

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[prob_japanese]

There's a curious whistle-beep? noise from somewhere relatively nearby Aleph's booth; the source shows itself a moment later when a little yellow-and-chrome bot (5'2" is little compared to, oh, any other Autobot alive) drops from the rafters to a table, then hops down to the floor. Hey, Bee gets curious about human computers at times.

[the_nice_1]

AWWWWWW SO CUTE.

"Where'd you come from?"

Her computer activities are... well, not abandoned by a long shot. But that doesn't mean she can't greet the bot.

[prob_japanese]

Bumblebee indicates the rafters. "I was practicing," he says, his voice rusty and crackly at best. "I don't like people thinking I'm spying on them, so I usually come down as soon as I spot someone interesting."

[the_nice_1]

"Practicing what?"

Taptaptaptap goes her fingers, still flying on the keyboard.