“Okay. Just checking,” Roy replied, satisfied he’d gained advantage over the exchange, regardless his mention of the paradoxical question failing to provoke the robot into another error induced micro nap. ‘But perhaps that was all for the best,’ Roy found himself considering, after the fact. The thought of putting the robot through the throes of any further testing probably not standing to serve in the best interest of his continued existence or continuing to traverse hard surfaces without moderate to severe long-bone discomfort and such associated hip joint spurs, if the robot’s recent and highly uncharacteristic urocidal attempt against Roy and its now likely burnt brioche buns

¶ Or whatever was in the Rolltop Styled oven.

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