"Oh, I already beat you there, Sycro. I've been wailing on these things for a while now. Doesn't seem to help much, but it's fun and they don't seem to be doing anything, except when we try to suck up that girl who was with 'em...actually...where'd she run off to? Maybe that's who we should be targeting..." Gertrude says, scratching her head with the brick, leaving red brick dust contrasting with her black hair.