"Well, it's too big t'be a breadbox," she comments vacuously, trying to squeeze in under the thing a little more. Oof. There's a certain limit to her flexibility and compressibility she's fast approaching. Rather than keep going and get herself stuck, she wiggles back out again and circles around, looking for another way under the thing. Curiously, this time her heels are gone—not just quieter, but gone completely from the noise of her walking. "It don't got the hydraulics t'be a flight simulator. I know!" she says brightly. "Is it a... really large go-kart?"