In Soviet Russia, meme do you, pal.
We met in circumstances most efficiently described as 'strange'. I looked up from tinkering with the HF set as you entered. Strangers were rare; you'd either cracked the door-robot's IFF routines or brute-forced it. People who try to brute-force one of those door-robots end up spread over a wide area, and of the three people who're good enough to break their security, one was dead, one was making coffee behind me and I was busy with the wireless.
"To what do I owe this unexpected, yet not unwelcome interruption?" I carefully wrapped my right hand round the Glock taped under the bench. There's no sense in killing someone who can 0-day autonomous security kit. At least not straight away.
You looked around, at least appearing confident.
"You're the one who goes by Hirez, right? People said we should talk. I'm not sure if they expected good talk or bad talk. Some of them were probably looking forward to a bad talk, but I'll be hunting them down later to Have Words. Anyway. Nice to meet you. Cute robot outside. I think I probably confused it."
"To what do I owe this unexpected, yet not unwelcome interruption?" I carefully wrapped my right hand round the Glock taped under the bench. There's no sense in killing someone who can 0-day autonomous security kit. At least not straight away.
You looked around, at least appearing confident.
"You're the one who goes by Hirez, right? People said we should talk. I'm not sure if they expected good talk or bad talk. Some of them were probably looking forward to a bad talk, but I'll be hunting them down later to Have Words. Anyway. Nice to meet you. Cute robot outside. I think I probably confused it."