It was the second day of a three-day holiday and there were exhibits and shows in most of the town parks. After checking the web they decided to crui...e a couple of art shows, and then catch an outdoor one act comedy put on by the local theater club.The art was OK, nothing either of liked enough to buy, but the walking around together made it worthwhile. The play, on the other hand, was great. They rented a pair of low lawn chairs and took a spot close to the stage. Part of the play called for. "Play it back!" I demanded."AaaRrrGggHhh ... I know what it says ... I didn't mean it like that," she said."Tough ... what's the penalty for an AI going back on its word?" I asked, maneuvering her towards the corner of the argument.She wasn't happy to have to say it, but she did, "Decommissioning and erasure ... reprogramming ... and reassignment."Well now ... a new denouement, "And what is the normal reassignment?" Harbor garbage scow on a water world," she said.Hoo-boy howdy, that. “I even make the bed each morning,” he commented.“I find that hard to believe. In fact I’d need to see that with my own eyes,” said Gillian with a glance towards the stairs, “I don’t imagine either my father or my husband has ever made a bed in their lives.”David decided to find out if he was reading the signals right. “You know Chris is a very lucky man to have such a beautiful wife,” he said and continued, “If you were my wife I would not let you go to another man’s house alone, even at lunch. “It isn’t fair. You’ve never seen my husband, but youknow perfectly well that he can’t compete with you as aphysical specimen. What 35-year-old man could? You knowdamned well that there are twenty-year-old athletes who’dsell their souls for a body as firm and lithe as yours.”I don’t mean to be immodest, wimp, but maybe it’s true.Enough women have told me so. And enough twenty-year-oldathletes have looked on enviously as I made love to.