He could huff all he wants, he was still faced off with a cop who didn't care how Star Trek and cutting edge this was. It still wasn't his body. Alex was the kind of guy who could use computers just fine but couldn't do a damn thing if it had a virus or it farted out. In short, he's the last person to appreciate the intricacies.

"So what if I need to sleep? Do I have to keep using that rack?" Alex really hates that thing. They call it a cradle, but it creeps him out to think he's actually hooked into it and he really, really misses an honest to God bed.