Glitch didn't seem at all offended by being brushed off. Rather, his face lit up, and he extended an arm -- like a gentleman.

"I'd be happy to escort ya, Doll!" And while she was no doubt still deciding whether it was safe to take his arm or not, he suddenly danced away, journal in hand. "Okay, now, according to this..." The map flickered. "...Where did you want to go?"

He peered at her expectantly from above the screen, poised and waiting.