Ben: Oh, hey, nice work on the jobs research.
April: Shh! Look.
Ben: What am I looking at? He's not doing anything.
April: That's the point. This morning he got in, sat down in there, and has been staring straight ahead, doing nothing. He's a robot.
Ben: He's not a robot. He's just thinking. He's got a lot on his mind.
April: Yeah, like, "One, one, zero, one. Must eat babies for fuel."
Ben: [scoffs] Why would a robot need to consume organic matter?