"FWLS57" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"Okay, I'll just take the duffel down to hardware and we'll
get her fixed up. I know you had come all this way with the
intention of seeing Mr. Doors, but will a tour of the facilities
do instead?"

"I suppose," I said. "I really just came to have Help
repaired. I asked for Mr. Doors because that was the only name I
could remember. Is he important?"

The technician went pale. "Of course! He's the CEO. Owns
and runs the entire Macroware conglomerate!"

"A man of authority," I said. "I can understand how I would
have been unable to see him. Thank you for the information, sir.
When do you think you'll have Help healed?"

"Shouldn't take very long," he said. "We've put android
models like her through worse than a saw. They're quite durable.
I suppose we'll have her walking and talking in an hour. Once
again, thanks for bringing her by."

"It is not a problem," I said, shaking his hand.

"I'll arrange to have someone meet you here for that tour,"
he said, uneasily lifting the duffel bag. "I've got some welding
to do. Have a nice day!"

"And after this tour," I called to him as he started to jog
out of the room unevenly, straining under the bag's weight, "We
can go back, yes? I have prepurchased return... tickets..."

The man was gone, out the door, bag and all.

*

I was onto my third of the extremely bad hamburgers when she
slipped in through the hardly-used cafeteria doorway.

"Hello!" she said, doing a strange sort of wave where you
moved your elbow twice and wrist thrice. "Are you Sarah
Tackywagy?"

"Sarah Ann," I corrected (again), setting my half-eaten
burger down.

"I'm Suzy, Macroware public relations," she said. "I
understand you found our little stray lamb. That was awfully
nice of you. If you would like, I'm authorized to give you
discount coupons on your next purchase or upgrade of Macroware's
VOS operating system."