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C) Greet them

You kick your legs up and swing them like a schoolgirl, beeping amicably.

Uhhello to you too? Says the coated man.

You nod and beep again.

The lady speaks gibberish since she doesnt have her teeth.

Doing alright, how about you? says the coated man.

My days fucking ruined thanks to you, asshole! says the masked man.

Now now, the robot lads just doing his job.

The masked man tries to wiggle free to no avail. WhataboutMY job?!

Which is?

Robbing stores. Obviously! He wiggles again but gives up and sighs. I cant do anything right, man. This shoulda been easy. Im just a failure, man.

You beep.

He tears up through his mask. Youyou think so? Im not a failure?

Hes right you know, says the coat man.



One long conversation later. You turn over, still lying on the three people but facing up at the ceiling wistfully. Surprisingly, no other shoplifters have walked in.

...And thats when I realized that my mother has killed my ability to truly connect with another human being, says the masked man.

Thats rough, lad.

The old lady nods.

You beep.

Whoathats pretty deep, man. The masked man sobs. Youre pretty alright, robot dude.

Some metal stomping approaches you. Groog! What the hell are you doing?! Get off the goddamn customers! Sambot yells before kicking you off.

Hey! Whaddya do that for, dude?!

Sambot crouches down and extends his hand to the masked man. Im very sorry about this, sir. Perhaps we can compensate you with a complimentary gift card?

The masked man slaps Sambots hand away, then gets up disgruntled and dusts himself off. Fuck no. Not cool man, kicking my boy down like that. I cant be in a place that treats my homies like this!

He stomps over to you to help you up. Thanks again, robot dude. I wont forget what youve done for me today. He turns around to Sambot. And to you, go burn in robot hell or whatever. Peace! He yells before storming out.

The coated man gets up and helps the old lady up as well. Im with the lad on this one. I was gonna get a quick snack before returning to my post but your fucked up action has ruined my appetite. Good day, robot sir.

He walks over to you and holds out a small business card. You seem like an upstanding young robot man. If youre ever fucked, come find me if you need a private detective. He pats your shoulder and walks out the doors.

The old lady bends down to grab her dentures.

Sambot grabs them before she gets to them. Please maam, allow me to help.

The lady snatches it out of his hands, puts them back on, then bites on his finger.

He screams like a cartoon character. Upon the release of her jaws, his finger can be seen caved in like a crushed soda can.

The old lady hmphs and storms out the doors without uttering a word.

Sambot puts his arms on his hips. Great going, dumbass. See what youve done?! You made us lose some valuable customers.

You beep monotonously.

Okay, yes, I dont actually give a shit about those guys. But I gotta act like a manager once in a while here! He puts a hand on your shoulder. Haha, but seriously though. We really dont get much business around here, if you havent already noticed. So uh, think you can be trusted to not fuck up any further?

A) Beep affirmatively and continue your job.
B) Punch him in the robo nuts and walk out
C) Run to the hi tech gun and start the anti-robot robot uprising