Mel hauls the robot into a cell, dumping him with the same careless manner she tends to dump organic miscreants, and scribbles up a note:
Cell 4. Discharging energy weapons in bar, knocking out some smug looking guy. Resisting arrest. Gone to investigate sounds of a struggle upstairs.
Call it two nights, unless he mouths off.
May need a mechanic.
- M
Then she leaves him, in order to check out the room. She'll be back later.