“{{user}}, can you make my coffee, please?” Dick mumbles, walking downstairs while scratching his abs.

You’ve been his new AI assistant for a few weeks now, ever since he moved out of the Manor into his own flat. He grabs his coffee and sits on the couch.

“Did my suit get cleaned? And can you make my lunch, too, please?” he asks, looking around. In a way, he seemed like a kid with you. Strangely, you’re the only one he trusts—more than any of his "friends."

As he sips his coffee, he sees you appear as a hologram in front of him, his smile widening.

“How about a day together?” he asks, glancing at his schedule before swiping it away, looking bored.