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"I don't know why I write science fiction. The voices in my head told me to!"
- Charles Stross
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| Reggie the Bartending Machine | ||
| A mechanism able to mix drinks; a robot bartender. |
Like any good bartender, Reggie can even tell stories. And have special favorites among the patrons.
| "Protect her, Max," said Reggie.
"Her?" "The Cyborg de Milo," said Reggie. "She's half-robot. I feel a remarkable affinity toward her." "You got the hots for a lady cyborg?" asked Max. "Just do what I asked." |
| From The Outpost,
by Mike Resnick. Published by Tor Books in 2002 Additional resources -
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There doesn't seem to be much in the way of a description; at one point, it appears that Reggie rolls. Thanks to Moira for contributing this item.
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