And all Susanne could think was, "Oww..." After a long moment, though, she took a deep breath. "Room," she said.

"What?"

"Give me a little more room."

Celly looked at her mockingly. "Oh, come on. I'm not gonna fall for that."

"I can't reach my pockets, you twerp! How the fuck do you expect me to take something out and hand it to you?"

Celly looked at her with narrowed eyes. "If you speak to me in that tone again, I will kill you." She loosened the shield a little, and Susanne slumped a little before she managed to steady herself. *Roger was right, I wasn't ready to leave yet,* she thought as she fished through her pockets. Finally, she slowly pulled out a single 3.5" floppy disk with a red label.

Roger's eyes widened as he saw her hold it out. Celly reached through the barrier and took the disk. She dropped it to the ground and they watched as it crunched under her heel. Susanne swallowed hard. All that effort... Celly smiled with delight at Susanne's pain.