“Not that I don’t mind helping you fix the coffee pot,” Daisy paused for a moment, unsure how to phrase what she was trying to say. “I just kind of feel like the resident IT person recently. And I honestly don’t know how those things work. If you need me to hack into a server or something, I’m your girl.”
“If Tony were alive, I would go to him. Hell, I would go to Bruce if he was here. Doc’s always been my go-to.” She needed to check in on him, actually. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to make you feel like the tech person. It’s just that Gerry’s decided he doesn’t want to sleep anymore and I didn’t have time to run home.” Roger definitely had a pot brewing at all times.