She took a cell phone from her purse. After a while, it became clear that they never actually used this cell phone, that it was probably purchased only for emergencies.
"I might call someone if I can remember how to use it," he told her with a tone that could be described as bravado.
And then together they tried to figure out how to dial it, whether it meant anything they weren't hearing a dial tone, etc.
I was going to offer to help, but then they realized they didn't have the land line number for the person they wanted to call, and evidently, that person's cell phone is also only for emergencies.
Later, the guy tried to engage me in conversation, despite my "I'm working on this laptop here" vibe. He wanted to ask my opinions about printers. He had a computer, but it was clear he found it intimidating and mysterious. He had heard of e-readers, but couldn't imagine why anyone would want one. Etc.
I could smirk, but then I remember how teen is the only one who can make DVDs play on our new set up. Well, I can, eventually, but it takes five to ten minutes. And by the time I finally press the right combination of buttons I can't remember what I did that was right.