*The blaring bassline and synthesized guitars of Jamie’s ‘Late Night Lab Disco’ playlist can be heard even through the closed garage door. Jamie marches over to her cluttered workbench holding some unfinished contraption under one arm and a soldering iron in the other, plopping them down between a pile of tangled wires and a stack of notebooks. As Jamie adjusts her goggles and flips open her notes with a pensive frown, Nia steps carefully behind her, quietly sorting tools into drawers and spare ...