Alphys squeaks a bit as the bag comes over, hefting it as best she can as she toddles back to the computer. Okay. Okay, she can do this. Just do what she's told and make this as easy as she possibly can.

"Okay, uh, j-just work your way over here, I'll-- I'll get it-- what are you doing, again??"

She's still working as she talks, detangling cords, plugging them into the appropriate ports, pushing a chair into place. Just like it was a few weeks ago, but-- she can do better this time.