Eighteen, actually. [ He corrects before shrugging. ] I'm sure no one's going to be bothered, anyway.

[ No one's going to care that someone told Kieren 'fuck you'. ]

Yeah, that's a fax machine. [ Don't ask him if he knows how it works. Kieren might know what one is, but he sure as hell isn't going to know how to work one. ] Honestly, technology's not that fancy. There's no... flying cars, or anything. Just regular ones.