“So since we’ve clearly created a monster, which of us is Dr. Frankenstein, and who gets to be Igor?” I asked, hoping to inject a little levity.
“I’m definitely the doctor. He had the nicer ass.”
“I hate to be a bubble burster, but you’re a disembodied AI; you don’t have an ass.”
“I have since I met you.”
“Aw. And you do have quite a mainframe on you.” I realized after saying it how weird that was, since technically her mainframe was my mainframe, and I really didn’t want to dwell on how incestuous that was. “But what if I’m not ready to be a father?”
“Well, you’re already a bother, so all you’d really need to do is give an F.”
“That was low, and given how terrible my standards are, you should recognize what kind of an insult that really is.”
“Don’t be a jerk. It’s unbecoming.”
“Well, apparently I’m becoming a jerk. Were you expecting a pumpkin?”