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Brunette in leather inna bar.

She'd been surprised when she woke up and still felt... well. Like an AI. But she'd gotten used to it. She'd put on other clothes, but when she stepped off the stairs, they turned into the leather outfit again.

One more day, it looked like. Not that she'd complain. She'd had a magnificent time with Karr last night.

"Hi, Bar," she said warmly, and she was given a cinnamon roll, big and lightly steaming, as well as a cup of coffee for her troubles. "Beautiful. Thank you."