[ It's probably no big secret that she loves food, especially things on the less healthy, sweeter side. She appreciates everything he does, though -- well. Most everything, at least, maybe some of the... meaner things not so much, but generally, he's a delight to be around. At least, to her he is; and it's almost hilarious how they are damn near polar opposites, and yet, some how, some way, they've just clicked together as if it were meant to be all along. She can't really think of anyone else she'd want to be with, he makes her happy, and whether or not anyone else can understand or even believe that is not her problem. She knows how she feels, how he makes her feel, and that's all that matters. ] But what sort of coffee maker? A standard one, or a fancy one with its own milk frother built in? Inquiring minds would like to know. [ Humming, she taps a finger to her chin thoughtfully. ] I dunno... I see how Toby looks at you. If heart eyes were possible, I think that's how he'd be looking at you all the time.
Yeah... I thought about that. I don't mean to be so enthusiastic... [ She sighs, twirling a few stands of hair around her fingers. ] I just really want them to like me. Mm, maybe I'm not meant to have one, though, and that's okay, too. It's not like I don't get to visit Toby.
Yeah... okay, that makes sense. [ Is she panicking a little bit? Yes. Inwardly, at least, because she doesn't want to go and make herself look like a complete and utter idiot now that she's been tasked with actually looking at things. So, she waits for him to open the panels up, which doesn't take him long, and the moment of truth has come. She crouches down to get a good look, and for a few moments, she's quiet as she compares things -- other than a few things being a little bent up here and there, she doesn't really see anything too different or out of place at first glance. ]
...Do you think there's something wrong with the solder joints? If we had a brush and some rubbing alcohol, we could clean the boards off and see if that didn't help because maybe some of the contact points are dusty or dirty. Not... that we have a soldering iron or even the right kind of oil or solder to use to fix it. Yet. If that's even the problem...
[ There's multiple, different caps on this thing, though, too... ]
Capacitors could be bad, too, and it sucks that we have no way to test them...
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Yeah... I thought about that. I don't mean to be so enthusiastic... [ She sighs, twirling a few stands of hair around her fingers. ] I just really want them to like me. Mm, maybe I'm not meant to have one, though, and that's okay, too. It's not like I don't get to visit Toby.
Yeah... okay, that makes sense. [ Is she panicking a little bit? Yes. Inwardly, at least, because she doesn't want to go and make herself look like a complete and utter idiot now that she's been tasked with actually looking at things. So, she waits for him to open the panels up, which doesn't take him long, and the moment of truth has come. She crouches down to get a good look, and for a few moments, she's quiet as she compares things -- other than a few things being a little bent up here and there, she doesn't really see anything too different or out of place at first glance. ]
...Do you think there's something wrong with the solder joints? If we had a brush and some rubbing alcohol, we could clean the boards off and see if that didn't help because maybe some of the contact points are dusty or dirty. Not... that we have a soldering iron or even the right kind of oil or solder to use to fix it. Yet. If that's even the problem...
[ There's multiple, different caps on this thing, though, too... ]
Capacitors could be bad, too, and it sucks that we have no way to test them...