[Pidge shrugs as she sets the chair into position, making sure it's not going to wobble under her once she starts to climb on top of it.]

Depends. Sometimes I just need to build a bigger version, or a more powerful one, or one that can just do something that regular ones can't.

[And then she's hefted herself up onto the chair, reaching for the higher cabinets of the pantry and pulling the doors open to search for wherever Hunk has stashed his latest batch of cookies.]

Mm.. Not quite like that... Do you know what a radio is?