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Dagor chuckled. "They should have expanded your gender vocabulary, but I guess your creators are old-fashioned."

The robot blinked again, which seemed to be his way of expressing confusion or astonishment. "I do not know what you mean, master."

"That's okay." Dagor took a sip from his sparkling water. "So, tell me, Bob. What can you do besides serving drinks?"

"I can clean the glasses and the countertop, order new bottles when needed, and I can schedule my own maintenance."

"Is that all?" Dagor asked.

"What else would you have me do, master?" Bob smiled in what was a pretty good imitation of a real smile.

"You also know the names of all of your customers and what they look like. Have you been equipped with facial recognition software?"

"Of course, master. Otherwise, how would I know who I am looking at?"

"Good point." Dagor emptied the rest of his glass and handed it to Bob. "I'm a little hungry. What do you have as far as food?"

"I have snacks, master." Bob waved one of his arms at the selection of chips, nuts, and pretzels. "What would you like, master?"

"Can I have one of each?"

"Of course." Bob pulled down several bags and put them in front of Dagor. "Master must have skipped breakfast."

"That's a very good observation."

The robot nodded. "I am constantly learning, master. I have noticed that people eat more snacks when they do not have a proper meal. I also learn more facial expressions every day." The robot tilted his head in a very human manner. "Right now, master looks tense. Perhaps a cocktail is in order? Bloody Mary is a good morning drink."

"That's a great suggestion, thank you."

Unless Bob had been trained before in the immortals' village, he was learning fast, given that he had been working only two days.

"Here you go, master." The robot put a napkin on the counter and a red drink on top of it.

"Thank you." Dagor took a sip. "This is very good."

"My pleasure, master."

"I have another question. Are your creators here on board the ship?"

"Yes, master."

"Can you tell me their names?"

"Many were involved in my creation, but Master William was the head of the lab."

That was easier than Dagor had expected. Bob volunteered the name without having to be tricked into it. "I would love to have a chat with Master William. Are you capable of projecting his image so I would know who to look for?"

"I do not possess projection abilities, but I can point him out to you." Bob moved a foot to the side. "He is the gentleman wearing a Hawaiian shirt."

Dagor turned around in the direction that Bob was looking. A couple that he hadn't seen before were sitting on two loungers by the pool, and the male had a blue Hawaiian shirt on. He was wearing dark sunglasses like everyone else on the deck, but his mate wasn't.

"Thank you, Bob." He finished his drink and put the empty glass on the bar. "I'm going to ask William a few questions. I hope he won't mind."

"He will not," Bob said. "From what I observed while in the lab, Master William enjoys talking about his work."

"Excellent." Dagor smiled. "A guy after my own heart."

Kian

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