Robots Inc.
Adam raced toward her, but when the floor cracked beneath him, and the heel of his boot went partially through the cork-like pine, he paused, shaking his head. "Well, my dear, you're even more beautiful than when last we met, but I see that your taste in real-estate hasn't improved."
"But obviously my taste in men has," she said with a cynical grin.
"Ha, ha, ha! Well, sugar, perhaps that's because you don't remember how good it used to be. I've come to refresh your memory."
The woman with the hour glass figure and long red hair sighed. "Look, Adam...I don't have the time..."
"What? I don't think I heard you correctly. Did you say, 'It's good to see you, Adam?' Did you say, 'I've been pining away for you, Adam?' Don't you want to rush into my arms and plead your undying love? My lady, you disappoint me sorely. But I can see that you've been busy indeed," he indicated the group that remained at the table. "Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting! The Star Wars bots are cute. I'm sure they'll be a hot seller this Christmas. But the president?" he said pointing at the bot at the end of the table who looked like Clinton. "Why, madame, that makes me sick. Who next? Bush?"
"It's not what you think. I'm making a replica of the President under the commission of the White House. It's for security..."
"Ha. Yeah, And I bet you made
Arnold here," he said pointing to yet another Schwarzenegger look-alike, and Tom Cruise over there for security reasons, and who's this
one? Could it be Fabio? Is this Fabio, guys?" He turned halfway to ask the group.
Fabio nodded and grinned like a retard, and Adam marched forward to pat
him on the shoulder. "I thought so. And what about this
one?" He strolled gingerly to the opposite side of the table to put his palms on the shoulders of a Latino-looking man who had more muscle than a caped crusader. "Honey, wouldn't it have been more
cost effective to simply buy some batteries for your
vibrator?"
" I could
care less what you think,"
Julia said, gritting her teeth, "and I don't have time for your inane comments
right now. I have work to do, and you must leave."
Adam laughed hysterically for several minutes. His laughter was so loud, so intense, and so contagious that even "Fabio" joined in. Damn, he was starting to like the guy. At least he had a sense of humor unlike her other walking, talking dildos.
"Adam, please leave," she said again.
He turned to face her again. "No way, I came a long way to find you, and I intend to give you some warm, human flesh tonight, my dear
little wife."
A bot who looked something like "Data" from Star Trek decided to make a lunge for him, but Adam easily knocked him aside and aimed the demagnetizer at him, eliciting something between a pained scream and a cat cry from Julia.
