"About twenty eight percent o' me is robotic." Her head was killing her, so she was just going to estimate. "My lower leg is a cybernetic replacement. And considering how little time we got wit' me still in control, I'm gonna tell you to use it. I'll just... TRY and give Stephanie a call and see if my leg can be repaired after de blast. Well, if I am capable afterwards. I honestly do not know what state I'll be in once de implants are turned off."

She gave a shake of her head.

"It should also knock out most o' de cameras recordin' dis horror show. So go for it, chere. End Arcade's side-show."