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ㅤ ( curious head tilt . the machinery definitely matches his genius style -- another reason to believe them )
ㅤ egad ! i really ... let myself go ? euuggh . enough showmanship , i trust the evidence of there being a primal version of me ...
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ㅤtrusted ? the only thing i trust is my machines . these beauts work how i want when i want ! my perfect wittle cweations .
( obscenely patting and kissing several prototypes lying on his desk . then gingerly receiving the brew once done with his explicit display . )
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"Oh doctor, I may not be as smart as you but I'm sure I can uphold myself as your trusted assistant."
He nods, slightly bows, and heads out of the room to make some more coffee.
Once done, he returns with a cup for them both, "Here you are, sir."