"What the hell, Ephraim?" she said.
"Huh?"
She showed the laptop to him, close to tears. "My MacBook. My beautiful MacBook. What have you done?"
The laptop was still silver, but it was clearly a PC.
"Oh no," Ephraim said.
"If this is a joke, it isn't funny, Ephraim. Give me my Mac, and I won't kill you."
Pfft. Whoops.