CHOSEN REPLY: "You've got me. What now? And how did you know?"
Louise smirks. She then raises her free hand, fiddles with the wrist, and then waves her hand to the left.
The palm above wrist falls away, kept attached to the wrist by an elasto-steel cable. Numerous sockets and plugs come in your plain view, many adorned with lit or blinking red lights. Jack grimaces.
"Gah, Louise, stop doing that... it's creepy." The girl just shrugs.
"..." Louise places her hand back and the wrist produces a loud 'CLICK', then she wiggles her fingers to make sure it connected properly.
"Fine, you're a cyborg. What does it do with me?"
"We're not so different."
"Really?"
"I might be fifty percent robotic, you might be ninety-nine percent organic, but - the bio-chips lodged at the base of our brains run the same software. And I hate those fake personalities."
"Helps with clientele."
"Not with me. Makes you as fake as those tacky neons above your head."
"A shot of Cherrybomb." Jack lifts his credchip for you. You oblige, and scan his credchip to get those credits charged (+8c).
Today's earnings: 365c
Monthly earnings: 365c/9600c
Once Jack is out of the way, sipping his Cherrybomb, you turn to Louise.
"Is there a problem with me being a drone?"
"No, there is none. I was making an observation. If you thought it's anything else, then, well, that's your problem to sort out."
"..."
"Now, get some Asteroids." Jack looked surprised.
"Since when do you have two drinks per night?"
"Usually, when I get another drink, you're already knocked out. No wonder you didn't notice that, too."
Connecting to Mix Database...
Connecting...
Inputing query: Asteroids
1 recipe found:
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ASTEROIDS: 72c
2 Shots of Sucrosol
2 Shots of Martian
Serve in a tank with ice.
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A) Serve Asteroids to Louise.
B) [CHATTY] "Another sweet drink? Not interested in breaking the routine a bit?"
C) [RED-HEADED] "Sweets! They don't suit you, Miss Pereres. Something sour would be more fitting!"