"Dr Heller, I want you back in the lab.
Now
!"
The Director of Advanced Cybernetics hung up leaving Mordecai Heller staring at his phone in confusion. He abandoned his lunch and rushed back.
There stood his android - the culmination of years of work - looking perfect. And there stood his boss, Dr Karen Spencer, looking irate.
Mordecai was nonplussed. Karen was a great boss; he respected her research and leadership and - although Mordecai was a bit ashamed of this - found her very attractive. He'd never seen her like this. "What's the matter, Karen?"
"Don't give me that. What do you call this?" she asked.
"It's the prototype. MH2."
"I know it's the bloody prototype. I'm talking about
that
," she said, pointing at the android's crotch.
"Um, I thought you were clear that it would be anatomically correct. It was part of the scope you set out at the beginning of the project."
The fact his android was anatomically correct was a source of some embarrassment to Mordecai. Given the confidentiality of the project and the need for a physical template, he'd used the most easily available source: himself. Which meant he was now confronted by a perfect replica of himself standing naked in the lab. It was the reason he had excused himself when Karen came down for her inspection.
