Round 104 Transcript

Silra pauses her work, setting aside the faulty capacitor with a frustrated sigh. This piece needs to be perfectly aligned or the entire mechanism fails—and the building gets... creative. She looks up at Hera and Abby. The damn thing is designed to record data, probably our activities, but it won't activate unless all components are in place correctly. We can't just slap this together half-assed. Jeane moves closer, her eyes gleaming with impatience. How long, Silra? Because I'm about two seconds from bending Halie over that table whether the machine's ready or not. Halie blushes but doesn't object.

The room temperature seems to rise a few degrees as sexual tension thickens.