They/it/hier slips through the door behind a blurry eyed early morning customer and slides into a little wooden chair at the back of the greasy spoon to watch how everyone behaves.
Unfortunately, their/its/hier antenna isn't correctly adjusted or perhaps its a language system problem but whatever when they/it/hier approach the counter to order, the request comes out of the speaker system somewhat garbled
" A full eyelash with nose bleed and toes plead "
" Come again? " The cafe owner is becoming used to these kinds coming in being a bit bizarre but they always pay and tip handsomely so he's quite tolerant as a rule
This one seems a bit more unusual he thinks and says loudly and as clearly as he can
" I BEG YOUR PARDON "
" GUILTY AS CHARGED ! " Comes the ai's reply and they/it/hier holds both plastic arms out, skinny metal sticks for writs held together as if for the proprietor to cuff.
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