You peek into your daughter CARLIE's room to see how her monthly maintenance is coming along. Unfortunately, CARLIE has decided to take advantage of her maintenance to take selfies of herself with her torso exterior off and her chassis exposed. Everything from her neck down to her hips is a mass of exposed sensors, actuators, and motors. It's a good thing CARLIE is still wearing her silver-haired head exterior, or the effect would be quite terrifying.

"Hey, girls!" CARLIE laughs cheekily into her phone, striking a cutesy pose. "Check this out! The ultimate nude pic! Yeah, I've soooo totes set my shame algorithms to zero. Just wait 'til Josh gets a load of this. It'll totes knock his socks off! Whoo!" CARLIE suddenly notices you listening. "Crap! Gotta go, gals. The fun police just arrived."

CARLIE awkwardly turns to face you. "Activate Blushing Subroutine!" the robot girl squeaks, causing the cheeks of her face's synthetic skin to turn bright red. "Uhh... hey there. I was just... y'know... chatting with my best gal pals while your robot monitor thingy runs its diagnostic scan. Pretty typical afternoon, right?" She tries to hastily delete the selfie from her Twitter account before you notice.