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“I think this thing is broken,” says Efrem.

“Don’t flap your dongle at me,” says Vicki.

“It’s supposed to change every whatever minutes so it stays secure, but it’s been stuck on this for like two days,” he says, holding up gray plastic key on its silver ring. There’s a little old-style numeric LCD on one side.

“I bet you got one of the prank ones.”

“What? They don’t make those.” He frowns. “They make those?”

“What’s it say right now?”

“5318008,” Efrem reads aloud.

“Turn it upside-down,” sighs Vicki.

“What?” says Efrem.

“Oh come on,” he says, a minute later.