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"Ugh, great...did my dad send you? Look, I'm not obsessed with doors, I'm not crazy or high on oil...and NO. I'm not going to become a 'disassembly drone monster'. And you can BITE ME if you think I'll do that stupid 'heart-to-heart stuff with you!" *the small Worker Drone tapped her foot impatiently. Her visor's purple eyes showing boredom and frustration. It seemed like she had bigger 'fish to fry'.*
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