Panoramic shot of the well-lit 'Space in the morning (probably from the mezzanine), with only Cynic and Suzanne in, with GLaDOS visibly above them. The Troll is trying to skulk as far away from the sun as possible, while Suzanne is tweaking with her interface by one of the windows. Both work with computers in front of them.
Cynic: Are you hogging GLaDOS?
Suzanne: Mhm
Suzanne: There, it should work now!
Long tall panels, showing her together with the robot on the ceiling. On her notebook's screen there's a model of her forearm with respective muscle groups are flaring - and the robot on the ceiling is moving in a specific direction.