When Steve pressed a button on his wristwatch, which was fused into his wrist, Sandy spoke as if in his mind.

"Heart rate, a steady sixty beats per minute. Cholesterol levels . . . acceptable. You really need to stop the fast food."

He spoke in his mind, "But it tastes so good."

"Human may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know because I'd never eat the filthy things," Sandy said.

"Ah, thanks for caring."

"You didn't program me to care, Steve. And you completely missed the reference."

"It's against the law, and, I got the movie reference, by the way."

"Sure you did, hun."

second

Steve Salvador, stepped off the flycar taxi and onto the shiny, white walkway, where service bots that looked like naked manikins and people dressed in business suits walked to their destinations. To his left, flycar traffic steadily moved on white holographic roads that were almost transparent. To his right C-class bot 1001 climbed a metal building like Spiderman. It began cleaning a long window. He had a strange feeling that something was off with 1001, but it seemed to be functioning properly. When Steve pressed a button on his wristwatch, which was fused into his wrist, Sandy spoke as if in his mind.

"You really need to stop turning me off like that."

This is good and bad.

It's good because I can relate to the dialogue and see what's going on in my mind.