[What ensues from here is an epic battle of 1989 Man versus Implausible Pokeymans Machine, but after a false start or two and some creative button-pushing, Albert finally succeeds in figuring out how the hell to make a computer transfer a TM from one city to another. Pushing the "send" button and watching it disappear is utterly satisfying.]

It's on the way. So either it's vaporized, a mass of particles drifting somewhere in the ether, or about to show up in front of you any second now.