[Elle holds up one hand, still holding the screwdriver with her thumb, and wiggles her fingers in a lazy wave as she works on digging out another bobby pin with her other.] 'Lo. [Aha! Success. New bobby pin, get. She gives Niko a curious once-over now, but she shrugs to their question.]

Eh... Ten minutes, maybe? [She glances at her Pip-Boy.] Twelve minutes, sorry. Gone through like eight bobby pins. [Her grin returns, wider and brighter this time, and... well. It'd be a lie to call it anything but "greedy," too.] Who the hell puts a lock this good on the janitor's closet? [She gestures up at the sign on the door with her screwdriver.] There's gotta be something good in here.

[she's gotta know]