I've never heard of computers that fit in your pocket or cat cafés or upscale stores with no fax machines hiding in the back, either. Clearly this place is a technological wonderland compared to my podunk hometown.

And are you really trying to rile me up into overconfidence? It's obviously a different style, but rhythm is rhythm.

[Even if she knows she's being wound up, it's not like she was not going to go over to the game and figure out how to get it to play in a manner that can probably be handwaved since no one specified how to get quarters/tokens/cards in this room as far as I can tell.]