@mctorcity / con't from here.
wendy knows she shouldn't be surprised. she deals with her fair share of paperwork, too. still, she doesn't expect fallon's answer. she's a little disappointed that they're standing outside of the repurposed firehouse. she tries not to show it, but her shoulders slump a little under the mild weight of dissatisfaction.
"oh." her tone also betrays her disappointment, but she smiles to smooth it over. she's grateful that fallon met her at all. they talk, to some degree, pretty often, but fallon didn't owe her this meet-up. not by a long shot.
however, just when she thinks there's not much left to talk about, fallon pulls a piece of equipment from her lab coat. wendy's eyes go wide. she straightens, suddenly standing at attention. "oh my god." she reaches out and takes the pke meter. she's no inventor, but egon spengler is one of her heroes all the same. she turns the device over in her hand and looks back up at fallon. "are you kidding? thank you. i can—? of course i'll bring it back, but... have you ever used one? i mean, we could take it out into the field. give it a test run?" she's firing off at about one hundred words per minute. no trace of disappointment is left in her body.