In my case? By not getting the starter kit, and randomly assembling bits in the street.

[ The things you miss on account of shooting the messenger. Literally! Though Wash figured out her, ahem, 'mishap' for himself, she is both surprised (and perhaps quietly gratified) that York hasn't told too many people about the hotel moogle's reaction yet. It's a touch embarassing in retrospect, but she's still too proud to show it.

There's one last irritated glance for the Hebby Repp over her shoulder, before attention fixes back on North. Thumb runs along the side of the communicator, before she nods slightly. ]

I don't doubt that. [If anyone could be relied on for that, it was North.] I also don't doubt that neither of those two have made things easy.