"Yes, I suppose so," he said. "It's been rather successful so we figured it would be wise to split the work."
"Of course," she murmured, studying him intensely. "Manufacturing what? Anything that might keep my attention?"
She laughed breathily, as if amused with herself, looking down at the ground for a moment. She set her drink on the table, her finger brushing the rim for one second. "I have a problem, James," she said after a moment, looking back up at him. Her voice was low and soft. She paused, reaching over to straighten his tie, her gaze focused. "One of the things you find in my line of work is that people have so little to offer. You deal with people who think they are the salt of the earth when in actuality, they have nothing to show for themselves. They have fooled themselves into thinking that they're interesting. It has been so..." She tilted her head, letting her words hang in the air. After a second, she smiled, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Boring. I am so. Bored." She dropped her hands from his tie, letting her fingers curl on his chest before she looked up at him, stepping a little closer. "I like clever boys, James. I like to be fascinated. I like to be intrigued." There was a silence before she pulled back, dropping her hands. "I had hoped that you would be able to fascinate me. To excite me." She turned to walk away. "I guess I was wrong."
He reached out, resting his hand on the small of her back. "Oh? I think I can excite you, if you're willing to continue with my company."
She laughed slightly, turning to look at him, raising one eyebrow critically. "Prove it," she said softly, tilting her head almost in a challenge. "Impress me."
James led her away from the party and down a long hall, and then down some stairs. After a bit of walking he stopped at a large pair of doors. They were well underground now. Abel had tailed them as best as he could without getting spotted.
Her brow furrowed in confusion, but she maintained a look of skepticism. "Hm. You seem awfully confident."
He laughed lowly and opened the door. There were rows of androids, or more so the endoskeletons of them. They were slick and silver and completely still. "It's a new thing in the industry."
She froze, her eyes wide as she looked out, her brow furrowed. She looked up at him. "What... what are they for?"
He shrugged smoothly. "We only make them. Their uses depends on the buyer," he told her. "Is this impressive enough?'
She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Yes. It's... I'm speechless, I have to be honest."
