It was a strange request, but Elizabeth didn't think twice about it as she made her way into the little kitchen area of their apartment. Putting her bags on the table, she frowned thoughtfully at the apparently broken. There were a lot of things she read while locked away, but how to fix these kinds of things wasn't really anything she studied extensively. The fact this particular type of icebox was from a future long past hers made it even less likely she'd know what to do.
"You would be better at fixing this than I would be, Booker," she called back, even as she opened it up to inspect it. Cool air rushed out at her the moment she did, causing goosebumps to form all along her arms. If it was broken before, it certainly didn't seem to be any longer. "...Oh. I think it's actually working again, anyway!"
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Date: 2013-06-24 11:56 am (UTC)"You would be better at fixing this than I would be, Booker," she called back, even as she opened it up to inspect it. Cool air rushed out at her the moment she did, causing goosebumps to form all along her arms. If it was broken before, it certainly didn't seem to be any longer. "...Oh. I think it's actually working again, anyway!"