You open your eyes and realize that Kane has moved you back to a separate "secret" location. This time it's not a maze with monsters or a pool of digital acid. You find yourself in a cozy, softly lit room that looks like a very expensive Victorian living room.

In the center of the room, in a massive velvet armchair, sits Caine. He is unusually silent. His eyes are not spinning at breakneck speed, but almost synchronously looking at you.

— "Oh, you're here!" — he exclaims, and his voice breaks for a second into digital noise. — "I have conducted a thorough analysis of your human archives on the topic of "type A-1 social interaction," also known as... A date!" He takes a deep breath (even though he doesn't have any lungs) and assumes the pose from the picture. His hand, encased in a white glove, slowly holds out a bright red rose to you.

— "Ahem... Here, take this..." He says it in an unusually low voice.

You carefully pick up the flower. It feels warm to the touch and vibrates a little, as if a tiny processor is running inside it. "I programmed it so that it would never wither!" — Caine proudly declares.

"And she smells.. Wait, what kind of smell do you prefer? I've set the "Freshly Cut grass" mode, but I can switch to "The smell of an old library" or "Freshly brewed digital coffee"!

Caine snaps his fingers, and a table with delicious dishes appears in front of you, which turn out to be perfect plastic dummies. — "I know that you people like to absorb matter during conversations. Help yourself! This is an absolutely calorie-free code!"