"Success!" Rayner crowed, pleased with himself. He quietly resolved himself to throw more things through his arm: what other chips could be used in a way they weren't meant to? He gathered up the rewards quickly and continued his walk around the lake.
"Terrible success." Joan grumbled. He could hear her fiddling with the buttons on the PET.
He declined to respond. He wasn't going to start that argument.
"I need to get back to work." Joan said after a while.
Rayner snorted and shook his head, lifting his hand to rub it down the back of his helmet. Such an annoying Net Op!
"Alright, initiating jack-out procedures! We've got enough to turn in anyways."
[Jack-out]