A woman dialed her phone.
A click, a voice. "Do you agree that I can answer this call?"
"Yes." She said, and heard a brisk burst of typing.
"Are you a human?"
"Yes." She rolled her eyes.
"Can you describe a bicycle?"
"Tubular frame. Handle bar. Two wheels. Two pedals. A saddle." She recited from memory.
"What number am I thinking of now?"
She checked the time and tried to remember the necessary mental arithmetic. "Seventy two..?"
"How can I help you?"
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“I like the sentiment, but we can’t be truly #symbiotic.” He looked offended.
“Why? You don’t like me?” he said, spilling a little.
“We’re not from two different species,” I said. “That’s part of what it means.”
The wall of his cube apartment changed its view, either at random or according to his mood. Jellyfish.
“Speak for yourself,” he said.
“I’m going home, Liam.”
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