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Turn it on, turn it on.

We won't need to come.

Thank you.

Exterior atmosphere is at unacceptable level.

High level of alert.

Please put on a government certified respirator before exiting.

Failing to do so will cause catastrophic respiratory consequences and will

invalidate any and all insurance claims.

Proceed with caution.

Air is at an acceptable level.

You may take off your respirator at this time.

Thanks, Farrah. My pleasure.

Mmm, sweet smell at home.

Indeed. Times like this I wish for my sensory nodes had receptors for smell. I

can only extrapolate from sight, audio, and pressure sensors.

Just imagine...

Lavender and roses.

Very poetic, Liam.

Thanks.

How was your day at the office?

Oh, it wasn't so great.

Prons of contracting fate hug again, as usual.

Nothing you haven't dealt with before.

True. Can you put a lease on mine?

She is offline at this moment.

But she's home?

Indeed. Her heart rate and level respiratory frequency indicate she is in

act of vigorous exercise.

She finally put that multi -trainer to use?

I do not see any indication the multi -trainer is operational.

She appears to be solo.

Huh.

Indication of a second heartbeat and respiratory activity.

She hired her personal trainer?

One moment while I analyze.

Vera?

Timber of a respiratory of the second individual appears to be consistent with

your best friend and former college roommate, Roger Dean.

Seriously?

Do you mind, Liam?

I'm a little involved.

Oh, involved.

Is that what we're calling it? Yes, Liam.

Because there's a few other words I could think that might describe it a

better. Infidelity, cheating, betrayal, stabbing me in the fucking back. Those

are just a few that come to my mind.

Would you like me to turn on the fire sprinklers?

Sensors indicate the human systems are running rather high in their optimal

temperature range.

No, Vera, that won't be necessary.

What?

I think we need to have a talk, Lisa.

Now?

Yeah, I think now would be the appropriate time.

God, listen, Liam, it's over, okay? It's been over.

So, can you just, can you leave?

Because I'd like to finish here.

You know, fuck you, Roger Dean.

You know your cat, Pickle? They didn't run away. I gave it away to a friend

because you're a terrible cat dad.

Wait a minute.

This is my house.

Indeed. Would you like me to invalidate her access code?

Yes. I would like that very much, Vera. Thank you.

Access denied.

Fuck, do you mean access denied?

Access denied.

Fuck! Liam! I need to take a shower!

Liam! Liam!

Liam!

Fuck you,

Liam.

Wish you would've.

Would you like me to start preparing dinner, Liam?

No, Vera.

I think I just want to be left alone.