“Actually, I haven’t, but I pick up things quickly, so it shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll never be on /your/ level, obviously, but I expect I can come to grips with the basics in short order.” Summer went over to the computer and peered at the screen for a moment before kneeling down to get a good look at the box. “You need to clean this poor machine, Doctor.” She grinned up at him.
He laughed lightly, moving past her and to where he was behind his desk initially. “It’s fairly simple stuff. I just need the results written into the notebook there.” He gestured to the black-covered notebook resting beside the computer on the desk. “When it’s finished I can show you the organization.” When she knelt down beside the computer, a confused look flashed across his face, and he shook his head with a small smile when she turned to face him. “I’ve never been good with the maintenance of this stuff. That’s more Tony’s area.”
“I’ll come in late some night when things aren’t so busy and dismantle it for cleaning.” It was more a declaration than a question, really. “Shall I just watch while it runs, then, or is there something I can be working on in the meantime? Filing, typing up notes, organising, running errands, fetching coffee? Maybe another program I can be learning while this one runs?” Summer shoved herself up off the floor, dusting her hands off. “Listening to you ramble while you work things out?” She threw him a wink for that one.