[That is exactly his point.

it's a travesty. language has gone to hell. woe.

He pokes through the thing, flipping between screens and pressing buttons and whatnot. It's enough to make it beep in protest, at one point, but he just snorts and keeps on going. (Of course)]

And I bet if you used mine for a clipboard you'd break the stupid thing. Forget it! Yours is so much more useful - how is that far?!

[But he hands it back to him, even if he's scowling a little.]

This place makes no damn sense.