[Well, look, if you're going to sleep in a place where people come to generally not sleep, you're going to have a bad time. Poison is not here with the expectation of anyone actually trying to get some shut-eye (or with the expectation of anyone being here at all, in fact), and when she catches movement out of the corner of her eye she fully expects it to be Peter making his way in here for the same reason that she is.

But surprise, there's another person here who hangs around R&D in the middle of the night.]

Something like that. That one's useless, you can toss it.

[Then she sighs, leaning back in her seat.]

If I can find enough working components, I think I could build a new robot. They're... strangely simple.