“How long?”“Almost two ho…

How long?”
“Almost two hours! She’s been standing frozen in that pose for, like, two hours!”
“What’s she doing?
“Beats me. Angela says she thinks she’s a robot.”
“Yes, like, a real robot. She says she saw her drinking oil in the dressing room.”
“That’s crazy!”
“Well, Angela says she saw it. And not Wesson, but that 3-In-One oil you get out of the can that goes pucka-pucka-puck.”
“You…you think it’s true?”
“I don’t know. But I’m not letting some android chick take all the good gigs just ‘cause she can hold a pose forever. First chance I get—”
“I…I think I hear whirring…”