Caitlin lookes up at Craig.
"Anything that is remotely believable, I tend to jump at," she says. "This thing for example."
She waves the device.
"It's supposed to allow me to remotely control my ship. The guy who sold it to me spent several hours 'making sure that it would work'. So much for that!"
She tosses the device across the room and it shatters.
"Not very good quality either," she frowns.