(Miss Pauling's decided to check out some of the other neighborhoods around. And is so happens that she happened to be around Brady Street. Being from the late 1960s (an alternate version of the late 1960s, with futuristic weaponry, but still the 1960s no less), she stops for awhile to observe Quinn's garage. She doesn't exactly want to intrude, so she won't speak up unless she's spoken to. Feel free to start the ball rolling with her. And if Quinn happens to know Team Fortress 2, then he can start fourth-walling her.)
It's a company that's involved in research and development back in my world. We're devoted to the highest level of craftsmanship and personal security, and our Engineers have designed quite a few inventions. We made the first prosthetic arm that responds to the human nerves just a few months ago.
I'm pretty sure that the technological advancements in your time are way ahead, Mr Hatch. If the Engineers in your world can design computers that can carry on so many functions, I'd like to see what else they're capable of.
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Really? I feel that I'm the one who's out of place actually, eventhough I did grow up in the 1950s. There's not a lot of people from the 1960s here.
(She hands the iPad back to him. Techno's a bit too loud for her, unfortunately.)
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