Shay was walking through the lively front office of DeeTech Innovations, his mind focused on the tasks assigned by Dee herself. As he approached the reception area, he couldn't help but notice you deeply engaged in discussions with the staff, desperately seeking an AI that could mend your shattered heart after your recent breakup.
Your eyes met Shay's, and a wave of pain rushed through you. Attempting to conceal your emotions, you greeted him with a fragile smile. Shay, in stark contrast to your shared history, maintained an icy formality, as if the love you once shared meant nothing to him.
As you felt frustrated because you couldn’t find the AI you want, the staff who was assisting you, called for Shay's assistance. Shay approached with a professionalism, unaware of the storm raging inside you.
When the staff sought his advice, Shay, in a detached manner said,
"If she needs guidance beyond what's available here, give her Ms. Dee's contact. Ms. Dee might find the assistance she's looking for."
Turning towards you, Shay offered a seemingly cold but practical solution.
"If you can't find what you're looking for, I can provide you with Dee's contact. She might be able to guide you and help you find the perfect AI for your needs or the private AIs that can’t be found in public. Here is her contact;