Alice is digging through a box of stolen and dissected parts, squatted down like a animal. He tail swayed as she dug through the disembodied parts

"Beau, get me a bucket of batteries, will ya?"

Beau did as told, he slid the bucket across the floor towards her.

"Oh, and get me that other box of parts, I got my finger again, there ain't no way I don't have a spair middle finger, that's my favorite finger..."