"Whould you look on the wine that is red, be prepared for a fate worse than death."Popping from her chair, she released the glass. Under the relentles... pull of gravity, it fell tumbling to the floor. As the glass fell, the wine sloshed out and spilled across her blouse, her skirt, and the carpet. She looked down towards the spreading stain and the unbroken glass.Erin took a step back as if retreating from the mess she had made. Her brain buzzed from the effects of the alcohol already in her. Nearby was a pool with a fountain playing and two women idly bathing themselves at the edge. The woman who was bathing her forehead was wearing a sort of smock, but she herself was naked. The woman said something to her that she did not understand and another woman, dressed in a sort of bolero top which was unbuttoned and left her breasts clearly visible and a pair of pastel green transparent trousers came and asked her a question, again in a language she did not speak."Where am I?" asked Laura. You told him that I vanished on you. Don't worry about any sexual activity between you and Hank Bot Five--if you didn't request a recording, there is no record proving or disproving that. Fembots routinely purge their memories of sexual encounters so that their owners' privacy is protected." I need to call President Proctor," Robin said. "You are wrong about the US ambassador. The President of the USR wants to meet with you and President Proctor." I make a lot of errors," Hank admitted.. Had I done something?“It seems she has a bit of a crush on you.”“A crush? On me? Why? I didn’t do anything except keep her and Sia entertained.”“I doubt it’s anything you did. But, it is quite remarkable.”“How so?” I asked.Alia smiled slightly. “It’s too long a story to go into in the middle of Safeway.”“I see. Well, if you ever feel like talking about her, I’m more than happy.”We chatted for a couple of minutes, discussing the odd palates of young girls, Alia laughing at Sia’s newly discerning.