The Sprocket Lounge and Nightclub, a place to wind down and grab a few drinks after a long day and wash away life’s stresses and worries. Staffing the place was a high quality group of female robots, meant to be made to appeal to the male patrons of the club. Working the bar, behind the counter, with white hair and pale eyes, a pert chest, thin waist and absolutely moneymaking lower body, was Jordyn, a robot known for her charm, sass and haughtiness