[Rather dubiously, Caitlyn drops the uniform into the machine, followed by the other dark clothes. The lights go into a second machine, followed by the whites into a third, and then she stands back and stares intently at them, trying to figure out how to turn them on.]
Alien? As in... [She's not really sure what to make of the word in this context.]
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Alien? As in... [She's not really sure what to make of the word in this context.]