Donnie seems a little absent-minded about the action around the campfire; he'll scarf down a few s'mores, and he'll answer when he's spoken to, but everything he does, he's doing it with one hand, because his other is busy holding his omnicom and sometimes moving it around or fiddling with the settings.

"Why's the reception so bad out here? That shouldn't be happening."

Look, you can lead a nerd away from the internet, but you can't make him accept it.