B4R813 pointed at the catalogue page. "This one. I want this one."
The requisitions officer looked at the page, then at the combat android, his eyes lingering. "Are you dissatisfied with your current chassis?"
"This one is inefficient." B4R813 touched her breasts, which were overly large and deformed in a realistic way, because nerds were and would always be nerds. "Unnecessarily human-like. Get in the way during combat." An emphatic finger stabbed the page again. "Want rockets instead."
