Kijani really did not like being called ma'am. She had at least 50 years before she was going to look old enough to be called ma'am. While she'd tried to tell the scientists to cut it out, they couldn't seem to grasp it. 

Shaking off the last remnants of vertigo, she went toward the tech who had called her. "I've told you a thousand times, it's Miss Ryane or nothing. What's the problem?"