“Steve Rogers, it's not going to bite you!” You handed him several reports that you had decided to copy for this purpose.
The poor man looked like he wanted to run away. But you weren't having that. You'd already taught him the basics of the computer and shown him how scanners worked. It was either copy machines or fax machines. And between the two of them, you weren't sure he'd be able to grasp the idea of a fax machine yet.
So, copy machine it was. Besides, despite it's massive size, it was a fairly simple machine.
“First thing you need to know is that this machine has a code.” He frowned slightly. “But it's easy to remember. 7-4-4-3-5-3.” You punched the digits into the machine and pressed 'enter'.
“Now, lift the top.” He stared at you in confusion. “Pretend it's a car