Jane was bored. Bored, bored. Not bored enough to mess around with IF planning files, but bored enough to do... something.

She noticed Topher's internet activity after only a microsecond, and followed it for a little while. She grokked the pattern pretty well after that, especially considering what she'd gotten out of Ender about this particular guy.

And so it was that, completely out of the blue, one of Topher's YouTube tabs discretely flicked to another page without alerting its owner of the fact, and suddenly a song was thundering through the loudspeakers.