[color=silver]Reinstituting the speaker turned out to be a trivial task, done in a jiffy. Just in case, Duncan turned the thing around to make sure everything else was in place. Like batteries. Man, how many things even needed batteries nowadays? Talk about a blast from the past.

Pebs seemed to be done on her end as well. ‘Bout time, she’d been messing with the plant for a while.

It looked like whatever she’d been doing had went well though, if her face was anything to go by. The giddiness made Duncan smile a bit too, despite the circumstances. But hey, at least they were making progress. Anytime now, they'd get back to civilization and could go over their experiences over a beer or something. If she drank beer. .. Wine? Who drank [i]wine[/i], anyway.

Duncan grinned at her appraisal, and couldn’t help but chuckle at the words themselves. [color=0099aa]“You kiddin’ me? This old piece of scrap hasn’t been new in a decade. We’ll be lucky if we still get a sound out.”[/color]

She held up keys and another piece of paper. Apparently they were something the plant had coughed up. Well damn, he wouldn’t have... thought to check [i]that[/i]. Who hid their shit in a [i]plant[/i]? Well, whatever, he wasn’t complaining.

[color=0099aa]“Fingers crossed.”[/color] He crossed his for a brief moment, then set the car on the ground. With remote in one hand and the other hovering over the radio’s play button, he went on to announce,[color=0099aa] “Background music for suspense--- is a [i]go![/i]”[/color]  

He turned on the radio and tried to steer the car forwards at the same time, hoping he had one more hand to cross fingers with.[/color]

[right][sup=1][@Typical], [@Alamantus][/sup][/right]