You decide to serve her a shot of Lamp.
When you place the shot down, Chester's eyes light up with plethora of blue and red lights in checkers-like patterns, while Augstina sniffs the synthol.
"What's this?"
"Lamp. Packs a punch."
"Fine with me." She raises her credchip and you scan it. (+55c)
Today Earnings: 1062c
Monthly Earnings: 1062c
She downs the shot in one go, and coughs.
"The plebiscite clearly showed that people of Beta Copernicus IVb wanted my family to remain in power. The bureaucrats from the New Federation tried to pass the results, the 78% of citizenry voting 'yes', as a counting error! The plebiscite was not enough for the damn Council to budge. They were totally for equity and egality or whatever the words are, and that under my family's rule the basic rights were opressed. Fucking lies."
"Your family does have. Some substantial priviledges in terms of administration. Tax exemption. And preferential treatment compared to the rest of Copernicans. The badmouthing law. As example. Prohibits anyone from speaking against the ruling head of the Akrylla family."
"Hell of a priviledge! Last time someone was put in prison for that was nearly forty years ago, in the times of my grandpa."
"I was stating. An example. New Federation Council listed that law. And eight other laws. As autocratic and belitting the Copernicans."
"No euthanasia camps! No food processors! No high-risk mining or refining operations! Hell, we have a home waiting list and food stamp system! We care for the people!"
"The New Federation Council--"
"Barkeep! Give me another!"
"This synthol is priced. Fifty five credits per shot. It is unwise to get angry-drunk. On such an expensive synthol."
"Fuck you Chester, I want another Lamp and I will have it." She grumbles and crosses her arms in a pouty way. Chester hands you her shot glass and when you grab it, he squeezes the glass.
"Lady Agustina will have something. Cheaper than Lamp. Please cooperate with me in this matter." The red-eyed android took his hand away from the glass as Agustina gave him an angry stare.
You decide to...
A) Pour Agustina another shot of Lamp.
B) Listen to the suddenly spooky android and pour her some...
*A) Wóda
*B) X-Magnum
C) Try to talk Agustina off the drinks for now.
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