You peek into your daughter CARLIE-2's room and see her hunched over a book like usual. She brushes the bangs of her silver chin-length synthetic hair out of the way of her glasses. You're suddenly glad you bought a Companionship Automated Reliable Learning Intellect Emulator Mark II instead of taking a chance on a biological daughter. She was carefully trained with data that would make her studious and obedient rather than bratty and wild like so many real teens (or like the CARLIE-1).

CARLIE-2 notices you and waves. "Hi!" she says brightly. "I was just reading a few chapters of The Lord of the Rings before getting back to my algebra homework. Oh, Lizzie called to invite me to some party, but I said no. I'm pretty sure she'll bring weed like she always does, and I just can't deal with all the humans staring at my mechanical body. Especially the boys." CARLIE-2 shivers at the thought of boys staring at her chrome chassis. "It's not like I don't have romance algorithms, but my training data on the subject is extremely rudimentary. I think I'll stick to fantasizing about Han Solo and Aragorn."