"Yeah, they're not bad, but they're not Jarvis' cookies either. I'll make sure I bring some back from New York next time I go."
Anya settled in on the stool. "Are you repairing damaged circuits, or is there a glitch?" Anya reached across the table and turned her laptop on. She held her finger over a scanner and waited a few moments. She was juts a little paranoid and the laptop wouldn't work for anyone else.
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