She slides down onto the floor, wrapping her legs underneath her, and peering down at the control panel. Carefully, she pushes down on a small button towards the right hand side.

"I'm guessing that this will ..." The dog stops moving, with a little beep, boop, boop power-off sound. "...turn it off." She smiles. "YES. Now I just need a screwdriver or coin or something to get these little screws out. Though, I will say that you've earned every right to do the honors."