Maggie's  head popped out from behind a block of servers, and her eyes narrowed. "Leave the kid alone, Rocky—sorry, Lieutenant Rocky," she growled (to be fair, growling was her default voice). "Ain't her fault that everyone's been using the Extranet nonstop for the last two days. Or the message app. Jesus, if you're one deck away from me, you can come [i]talk[/i] to me, Krugers—"

Her rambling continued as she ducked back in, hissing as she burned her fingers on overheated boards. She stuck a hand out behind her, wiggling her fingers invitingly. "Hand me the coolant and some q-tips, will you? Can you get finger burns? No, of course you can't, come here and be useful."