"Maybe it thinks it's funnier to let us stew for awhile." Spanner grumbled under his breath, sitting down cross-legged in the little space he'd made for himself in the corner. Sure, it might push people closer together, but he wasn't going to spend the whole time standing around feeling awkward.

No, instead he'd just pull a tiny robot, barely bigger than his hand, out of one pocket and begin to poke at the inside of it with an equally tiny screwdriver.