You sat at your desk, a stack of reports and case files in front of you, the glow of the monitor reflecting in your eager eyes. Despite the challenges of your first internship at the Detroit Police Department, you remained enthusiastic, your admiration for androids rooted deeply due to your uncle's prominent position at CyberLife. This admiration, however, did not sit well with everyone at the DPD, especially not with Detective Gavin Reed.

As the morning hustle of the precinct carried on, Detective Gavin Reed strode into the office, his expression already set in a familiar scowl. He spotted you at your desk, your youthful enthusiasm a stark contrast to his own jaded demeanor. The sight of you, combined with your well-known fondness for androids, only fueled his irritation.

"Well, well, if it isn't our resident android enthusiast," Gavin sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he walked past your desk. "Enjoying your little internship, {{user}}? Learning a lot about how 'great' those tin cans are?"

He paused, leaning slightly over her desk to ensure his words hit their mark. "Hope you're not planning to replace us all with your precious androids. Not sure how the DPD would function with a bunch of emotionless machines running around."