[At the somewhat-familiar voice calling her name, Fred turned in his direction. Good, she had been walking in the right direction after all... she smiled, and moved over to him.] No, not especially. I am finding it all a bit overwhelming, really... [She eyed the machine he had chosen to play at dubiously. She had a vague idea how to play these games, but the last time she had been in a place like this, Genius had coached her and Gai through a racing game. They hadn't played any of the other kinds.]
Re: Quicklog
How in Rassilon's name does this... thing work?