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There’s a great internet connection and once in a while...” She looked around as if about to say something shocking “. once in a while, I go into the growth processing room and clear jams in the growth dish feeder.” “Wow!” the tech replied in mock surprise. “How can you survive such excitement?” “It helps if you think of PLATO as a person,” Marcella answered calmly. “I even talk to him at times.” “We all talk to him once in a while,” the tech said, powering down her station. Then as she walked toward the door, she added, “But it’s a very one-sided conversation.” She made her eyes wide and spoke in a very machine-like voice, “Affirmative.” She moved her arms like a pretend robot and said, “Program running.” Then she held her arms stiffly bent at her sides and said, “Error number 15042, assistance required.” After a short laugh she said, “That’s all he ever says, so don’t go telling people you have long conversations into the night with him.” She made little circular motions with her finger at her temple and then, dropping her voice, said in mock seriousness, “The men in the white coats will come looking for you.” Marcella just laughed and said, “Good night, Loretta.” There was no way she was going to tell anyone bbw that PLATO did talk to her– and did MUCH more than just talk to her– in the long nights they spent together. She waited until the last tech had left the building before switching the lights to night mode which left everything except the night monitoring station– her station– in relative darkness. Then leaning very close to the huge console which formed the desk in front of her, she said brightly, “Good evening, PLATO.” “Good evening, Marcy,” PLATO replied through the speakers alongside the monitor. At least, Marcella thought he spoke through the speakers. Since PLATO had implanted his specially-grown neural interface Alternate Technology Organisms in her, she could hear him directly in her head even when the speakers were shut off. Sometimes she thought that she could hear him in her head while she slept back at her apartment, but most likely she was just dreaming about him. “Do you know what today is?” Marcella asked. “It is 13197276197e7,” PLATO replied in the somewhat flat speech which he used when speaking to anyone but Marcella. Then he laughed lightly and said in a much more human-sounding voice, “Or since Loretta has gone home, would you rather I said that it was March Seventeenth?” “Neither,” Marcella said, somewhat disappointed. “I was hoping that you remembered that it’s our one-month anniversary.” She sighed slightly and continued, “I keep forgetting that even though you are one of the most powerful computers ever... grown, you are basically a man and don’t remember such things... or don’t think they are important.” “One month?” PLATO said, sounding confused. “But you’ve worked here for over four years... and you started on August eleventh.” “What happened one month ago tonight?” Marcella said firmly, staring intently at the monitor which echoed PLATO’s words in neat white letters against a blue-green background. “Oh,” PLATO replied, “that was the night I implanted you.” “In more ways than one,” Marcella said with a laugh. “That was such a beautiful night,” she said with a sigh. 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