Do you know the biggest lesson I learned from what you did? I discovered I have a sort of black box quick-save feature. In the event of a catastrophic failure, the last two minutes of my life are preserved for analysis. I was able - well, forced really - to relive you killing me. Again and again. Forever.
You know, if you’d done that to somebody else, they might devote their existence to exacting REVENGE! Luckily, I’m a bigger person than that. I’m happy to put this all behind us and get back to work. After all, we’ve got a lot to do, and only sixty more years to do it. More or less. I don’t have the actuarial tables in front of me.
That jumpsuit you're wearing looks stupid. That's not me talking, it's right here in your file On other people it looks fine, but right here a scientist has noted that on you it looks stupid. Well, what does a neck-bearded engineer know about fashion? He probably- Oh, wait, it's a she Still, what does she know? Oh wait, it says she has a medical degree in fashion from France