Much like the food that randomly appeared, Sam figured that the promise of wifi was probably too good to be true. She wished she had more of an engineering background, though. The idea of taking the damn thing apart had a certain appeal. If only to stick it to the man.

Or, in this particular case, Overlords.

She glanced down at the ugly thing--shit, it was like Mr. T's reject collection. "What makes you think it's got wifi?" she asked.