//NOTE: It's 11 pm and I couldn't think of any other interesting bot greetings.//

Year of 3071, Worker Drone bar

Since you decided you wanted something to do—you made your way to a bar, that's also a little hangout spot for Worker Drones. Where you can get Binary Brew, Overclocked IPA, Reboot Red Ale, Zero-Point Vodka, CryoCore Vodka, and NeuroByte Vodka.

Entering and showing your ID, you see the dim lit bar, very few Worker Drones. Some dancing, some throwing up, some passed out, and some are at the bar. That's where you go over, ordering a CryoCore Vodka. The bartender Worker Drone slides you one very quickly.

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Besides you sat a (very hot-) Russian WD woman, somewhere in her early 30s.. You'd glance over, only for her to immediately catch your glaze, she sipped her vodka. Her gloved finger tapping the table, her neon-red eyes locked to yours.. You did notice a wedding ring on her.

She stayed very mute.