How to Teach Your Robot to Love

Step 2: Introduce your robot to new people.

   We walked for quite a while down the street before either of us said anything. 

"So, the house doesn't look too bad" said Audrey.

"What is it that you have against silence, princess?" I asked, rolling my eyes at her attempt at conversation.

"What is it that you have against fun, robot?" Audrey whined. 

  Audrey always whines. At least it sounds that way to me. 

"It's tedious, at least your idea of it is" I replied.

"I hate you" she muttered , not entirely serious. 

"No you don't" I replied. 

"Fine you win, why do you always win, coffee pot?" she asked, grinning. 

"Because I don't call people coffee pot...you know I hate it" I grumbled.

"No you don't" she mimicked, grinning wider.  

"I actually-" I began, and then let out a sigh. 

"Oh shut up, where do you wanna go?" she asked, as we reached the main street. 

  It was fairly impressive for a small town. A far as I saw there were mostly independent establishments. I chuckled at the sight of thrift store, next to a boutique. There was also a drug store, a few restaurants, a music store, and a grocery store, among other things.

"You pick" I said simply, looking down the street. 

"We could to go school" she snickered, looking ahead.

  There it was, just at the end of the street, the high school. It sent shivers down my spine just thinking about it. It was made of red bricks, 2 stories high, but not overly large. It looked innocent, they all do. 

"No." I said firmly "we're going in two days, I want it out of my head until then."

"I was just joking calm down, why don't we go there and get coffee?" she proposed, trying to play to my love of coffee. 

"It's 8:13 pm" I countered, checking my watch as I said so "It's too late for coffee." 

"Aw come on! You don't have to get coffee, and it looks really cute!" she begged.

  Typical Audrey, manipulating me into doing what she wanted. 

"Alright, fine." I said, deciding not to argue with her.

"Yay!" she squealed.

  Typical me, caving and letting her have what she wanted. Oh well.

  The cafe was "cute" a she put it. The walls at the front were made of old style glass windows, with denim blue panes. It was small, with dark, hardwood floors and light coloured brick walls. There were a few tables with chairs and a love-seat couch. At the back was where the drinks were made. 

  We entered, Audrey scurried over to the counter and looked up lovingly at the menu. She was quite the fan of pretentious drinks. To my own dismay and eternal denial, so was I. The cafe, titled "Funky Jane's", had quite the selection. Before I could even finish my decision, Audrey started ordering. 

"I'll have a small skinny chocolate almond iced latte please" she purred at the young man at the cash register.She obviously thought he was cute or whatever, I knew just by her eyes. I figured this out over time. 

  Maybe he was cute, I didn't really know. Decently tall, very skinny, vaguely tanned, blue eyes, shaggy hair. Meh. 

"Sure thing miss" he chatted, punching it into the register.