Hailey leans against the counter. The Machine is at the table nearby, typing away at a laptop. Hailey swirls a cup of coffee in her hand.
“So Everything Looks Good” 
“no issues?”
“Nope”
“Ok Well I Mean The Code Isnt Perfect”
“We Might Have A Hard Time Editing It”
“But In My Defense You Wanted This Done Within Like”
“Two Weeks”
“no live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.”
“Yeah Exactly Whatever The Hell You Just Said”
“So Like The Point Is Everything Is Up And Running”
“But If It Turns Out That Fuckin”
“‘Oh Actually His Favorite Flavor Was Lemon Meringue’”
“‘Please Rectify This Immediately Ms Machine’”
“‘You Dumb Idiot’”
Hailey snorts.
”i would never use such crass language against you, ms. Machine. why would i be so cruel to one as kind as yourself?”
The Machine’s posture straightens and it coughs slightly under its breath. Hailey rolls her eyes and sips from her coffee. It’s so easy to make it break, Hailey thinks, then pauses. Though girls of its kind are so easy to find.
“Right Duh Sorry Haha”
“Dumb Joke”
“but...”
Hailey stands up straight and looks the Machine in the eye——or, the center of its face.
“it will work, then, yes?”
“I Can Promise You”
“Without A Doubt”
“One Hundred Percent Positively”
“Y