When the perky birthsuiter girl came to greet him, Allen's EPU - emotion processing chip interrupted normal conscious processing and adjusted internal state variables to disappointment. "Hi, I'm Jeannette," the girl said with a big smile. "Are you sure we can't do this over the net?" Allen asked. "Don't be silly. You're already here." She turned on one high heel. Allen centred his visual focus below the edge of her black pinstriped skirt-suit, watching the smooth skin of her calves ripple as she walked into the conference room. He instructed follow, and a subroutine activated his leg actuators. After a few nanoseconds, his positional readings began to change. His visual cortex reallocated resources to handle the optic flow, shrinking the area he could see in focus. It's just like them, he thought. They don't know a damned thing about their customers.
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