Robo Squirrel Model XXV stood towering over its tiny ancestor, each studying the other in minute detail. Robo Squirrel model I downloaded and processed the huge advancements in technology; at least the ones that he could begin to comprehend. Robo Squirrel Model XXV looked down in awe. He knew all of Robo Squirrel Model I's technical specifications. He knew each previous model inside and out. But to actually see the technology, here, working... if robots could actually feel emotions, he would be feeling humbled. But they can't feel emotions. So everyone else was just left to wonder why the two robots were staring at each other instead of doing things that robots should do, like complex equations, or building cars, or cleaning the place like Rosie did on The Jetsons.
Quantos spoke up. "I don't mean to rush you, but I was wondering if you had come to a decision regarding whether you will accept the mission..."
"Yes. Of course we will," Phil Smith replied.
"...you don't wish to discuss it further among your colleagues...?"
Phil shot a glance around the room. "If anyone disagreed, I'd know."
