[When the video flickers on, it’s purely by accident, given the odd angle it’s showing. Among all the black and gray of the rubble, her fluffy pink dress might be a bit of an eyesore. But you’re not the only one who is sore – our little lady is huffing and puffing like the Big Bad Wolf, walking through the ruins and has clearly been ranting for some time.]


- And the NERVE of some people! Do they really have no idea who I am? Shouldn’t everyone know who I am? This is so beyond disrespectful! I don’t get a single moment’s rest before I get kidnapped again! What did I ever do to deserve this? I swear, if I ever find them…


[She rants onward, with the device clutched in one hand, completely unaware that it’s on. She has no idea what it is or what it does, which is why she's been treating it this way. While she grumbles, she delicately holds up her dress and tiptoes through dust and dirt, trying her absolute best not to get dirty, but failing pretty sadly. Another groan!]


This is going to take days to wash off. Daisy’s never going to let me hear the end of it, I know. I bet she’s worrying her head off back at the tower. And just when things were going so well between Mickey and I…


[With a lovelorn sigh, she resigns herself to her fate, and sits down on the ground, tossing the device from hand to hand for a game to pass the time.]