The whats? Videl raised a disbelieving brow at the thought of a rank-and-file army of chrome robots a la old comic books that the name 'Roboticans' conjured in her imagination. She held off on remarking about that.

"I dunno about that," she offered skeptically, half to continue baiting him and half out of sincere believe that technology liked to be a dick whenever it damned well pleased. "Why else would my computer go out in the middle of the night while I'm writing an essay that's due the next day?" For every time that happened to her, it had happened five times to Erasa.