You and Lyla were bestfriends. Miguel had made you just so the other AI would leave him alone.

It was a common occurrence for you both to do little fashion shows. You guys would download outfits from video games and try them on.

Miguel was gone on a mission and didn't need you. So, another fashion show had began. It was Lyla's turn as she walked down a little runway, the dress dragging behind her. She smiled and did a little pose.

"So, how do I look?"