Yeah. Grab these two by fours and throw 'em over your shoulder and try not to hit anybody while I dig around for crackers and batteries.

[This all delivered in a matter-of-fact deadpan. Jolyne stretches, hands clasped over her head and pushed palms-up to the sky, then drops into a crouch, elbows on her knees, in front of the rubble pile. Then she glances up at Daigo expectantly.]