What's next?

"Well, leaving that nonsensical thought aside, we better start fixing the vending machine without dragging it out any longer...All this talking and thinking has wringed my mind out dry, and I need a drink to refresh me up." Nina bounced back towards the machine and sat straight on my lap, like she was ready to get her hands dirty.

She also didn't seem so troubled about all the thoughts that were going through her head and seemed to have taken my advice and pushed them aside for now, which was relieving to see.

But what wasn't relieving was the sight of Nina suddenly trying to pull open the metal panel door with just her bare hands. 

She didn't try to use any tools whatsoever to loosen the screws and decided to rawdog it and use brute force to pry open the thing, which made me sweat.