There was a sudden stream of cuss words from the other side of the playground then a barrage of scolding as the other adults berated their colleague for using such foul language within earshot of the children.
"What's up?" I wondered aloud.
"Don't know," Moira replied. She got her phone out of her pocket and unlocked it. "Ah, the signal's gone down again."
"Really?" I got my phone out to check as well. Zero bars. "But don't you have all those big towers for communication and stuff?"
Moira raised an eyebrow at my description, but I'd been inoculated from sarcastic looks by Millie and so was unaffected. "You're not wrong," she said. "This wasn't an issue initially, but ever since Data-M…"
