"FWLS39" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"Getting you hooked up. Connected. In the swing. You can
fill out a questionnaire if you want, or I can just wire your
brain up to the booth and scan."

"Ugh. Umm. Just ask questions, if you could... I don't
know if I like the idea of having my brain read."

The hearts swarmed off to the edges of the monitor. "Suit
yourself. Warn me when I get too personal, I can predict any
entries you leave blank. Got a number two pencil?"

I fished around my pockets. "Right here."

"Good. Do me a favor and scrape some of the crud off my
microphone with it. I can barely hear you."

I blinked, and leaned forward to clean the gunk out of the
wall's little microphone slot.

"Okay, now say 'testing'."

"Testing."

"Now say 'Rutabaga'."

"Rutabaga."

"Now say 'Four score and seven years ago'."

"Is this really nessescary?"

"Bear with me, kid, I don't get many visitors. We'll just
skip that part... Okay, let's get right to the questions. Name?"

"Umm, Justin. Justin Gill."

"Alright Justin Justin Gill, let's get to the nitty gritty.
Age? Weight? No, wait, I'll just eye you over for those.
Hobbies?"

"I kinda like listening to music, rock climbing and
cyberpunk poetry."

"Yeech! CP Poems. Ick. Well, whatever, I'm not here to
judge literary tastes, I'm here to get you a DATE! Huzzah. Your
occupation?"

"Drummer in a band."

"Goals in life? Wishes? Desires? Preferences? Fetishes?