"Ugh. What is that horrible noise?" Alfendi murmured, lifting his head up from the desk. Wiping up a small bit of drool with his sleeve, his sleepy eyes looked toward the source of the sound. "Lucy? What are you doing?"
"Playing with t'radio. I can 'ear this really good station but I can't get to it." She turned the knob on the old thing, the high pitched buzzing noise getting louder and softer. She stopped it for a second, hearing a trumpet noise. "Close."
"Stop playing around with that. You're gonna break the damn thing!" Potty protested, standing up from the chair.
The knob popped off, the radio buzzing into silence.
"Oops."