"Are you going to take it apart and build something else?" she asks, pulling it off the shelf. The cord comes tumbling down after, puffing dust up everywhere because it clearly hasn't been touched in a very long time. It's actually kind of gross, just how much dust coats the surface and she makes a face, trying not to hold it too close to her body to save her clothes from getting covered in dirt.

"Ugh, you can totally have this, it's disgusting," she says, taking it over to the counter where they have to pay, mostly because she doesn't want to have touch it any longer. "So you've pretty much made out like a freaking bandit here today, huh? Movie posters, bongos, the gross VCR and we totally got away with getting one tape, plus we got to make out a little in the locked room. Good day, overall. As long as, you know, there's not something super fucking creepy on that tape that we seriously come to regret having seen for the rest of our lives."

She pauses, then smiles. "Not to sound super negative or anything. I'm sure it'll be fine." She's not sure of that at all.