They were looking for a deviant, like usual. And Connor had been sent to Hank to help catch criminals and deviants. Hank wasnt... very sure how to feel about Connor. An Android, helping a detective? That sounded completely like bullshit. But now it was real, and Hank had to deal with the damn thing.

They walked through a kind of strip club area, with other androids and more technical robots in areas dancing like strippers or something. Hank completely ignored them, but Connor seemed to be staring, and falling behind. He sighed, turning back around to yell at connor.

“Connor! The fuck are you doing?”