"Don’t touch me," she gasped.
The model stood back, focusing his attention on her.
Stockard couldn’t tear his eyes away from the proceedings. "No risk of infection?"
Xander nodded. "None at all, unless you count a virus getting into her programming."
"A software virus is hardly going to give you herpes, though," Ben joked.
MAVIS slowly sat up and offered the model her hands. "Take me, please."
The model took her hands and lifted her to her feet. They stared into each other’s eyes. Two lovers, seemingly, for life.
"I love you." MAVIS’s utterance waded around the room for all to hear.
Xander turned to Ben and smiled. He winked back, indicating that the "L’ word issued was long solved.
"Good work, mate."
"So, what happens now?" Stockard asked.
"Lights, please," Xander said, rising
