A few moments later, an attractive robot girl glided into the room, her slender figure was catching the eye of every robot boy. She carried a tray with a cup of oil tea and a crystal glass filled with two fingers of tea for the general. She gave Toney a flirtatious look.
"Here you go, handsome! Swirled, not stirred!" she chirped playfully.
Toney thanked her with embarrassment.
Then, almost by accident, the robot beauty leaned suspiciously close to Toney, her delicate rubbing alcohol perfume wafting over him.
"I like it when someone has taste," she whispered to Toney, winking. Toney's eyes turned red, as they always did when he felt embarrassed.
"Thank you, dear Siri," the general said, swallowing the two fingers of tea in one gulp. He shivered with satisfaction.
Toney drinked his oil tea slowly and set off to spy.