[Forge frowns, patting himself down for his phone, one of the many MP3 players younger students have asked him to refurbish, or something to hook up to the stereo. This one, he knows, he had to poach the radio antennae to rig some walkie talkies for Artie and Jones last summer and had never gotten around to replacing the tech. He sighs, scratching his head.]

Where the hell is Ali when you need her, huh? Girl'll come and wake me up wanting to watch The Lost Boys in the middle of the night after a bender, but when I could actually use her help... [He shrugs, laughs a little, shaking his head and looking at the stereo. He looks back at Julian who hasn't gone back to reading yet.] She always been like that?