"It's how everyone shops now. You pick, they deliver, nobody has to leave the building," Aria replied, amused.
"Get on with the times, boomer kitty," Luna added for good measure.
"...No. I won't."
Calypso, meanwhile, had been holding her own tablet six inches from her face for ten minutes, and the fight was going badly.
The catalog app had defeated her twice already, once by opening the camera and once by adding four hundred of an item called a credenza to a cart she could not find.
Every instinct she owned wanted to grip the wood, knock on it, sit on it, and hear what it said back, and the phone offered her pictures of wood instead, which was like being offered a photograph of a meal.
She caught Kaiden watching and turned the tablet toward him, in silent appeal.
"It keeps asking me to log in," she said, eyes drooping. "I am logged in, darling. Help..."
"Let me see," Kaiden smiled, stepping up to his beloved demoness.
