“Finally, let’s take care of the fitting!” I blinked. “The fitting…?” “Yes! We need you to see—and feel—that everything is to your specifications. With the deal as it is, we wouldn’t want you realizing that things are all wrong later!” The receptionist made a tight circle with her thumb and index fingers, then began to thrust her other index finger in and out of the circle. “Oh, come on!!!” I exclaimed, embarrassed. The android looked confused by this. “It’s important, you know.” “C’mon, seriously. Who would just agree to that on the spot?!” “About ninety percent of customers agree to it. That’s what we’re here for, after all!” “That’s way too many! Looking at me blankly won’t make me say yes, either!” “Still, you must not be against it. Riiight?” The receptionist, who was nothing but bubbly up to this point, now offered a devious grin. You’re right about that!, I thought. “Either way… Mei, rules are rules.” “Yes.” Mei clung to my arm and began pulling me. Ooh, I like that feeling… Damn, you’re strong! Way too strong! I’m trying to hold my ground, but I’m still getting dragged down! “Hold up,” I protested. “Mei, calm down for a sec. Mimi and the others are waiting on the ship!” “Are you truly so against it?” Mei looked at me sadly. Wait, wait, wait! This is against the rules of war! You can’t put your emotions on your face like that. I set your emotionality to almost zero!!! “No…” I sighed. I knew when to admit I’d lost a battle. “Then that settles it.” Mei went back to her usual deadpan look and started pulling again.