Yeah, I could tell there was something wrong with you. Maybe the whole part where you're not worried over any of this. I'm not an idiot, Kyle, and I know you better than that. Or did you miss the whole "one of my best friends" part?

[ Finally they are getting somewhere, though. She seems a fraction less agitated now that they have some direction to go in, and even manages to look away from him, making a visual sweep of the area. ]

Okay, so places where the dimensions are close. How are we going to be able to figure that out? It's not like I can just walk up to Walter and ask him to make us a machine.