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"I beg your pardon." Lekvich drew himself up to his full
five feet and five inches. How dare she imply that a robot
could do a job as complicated as mis.

"Now don't get huffy," Celeste said. "You're obviously a
sensitive and intelligent young man. How would you like a
job as a personal valet? I'll just talk to your boss -- "

"Celeste""

Raoul bore down upon them, eyes flashing. "I knew I'd
find you here. You're shameless, utterly shameless. I can't
turn my back on you for a second."

"Now, Raoul -- "

"Don't you 'now, Raoul' me! So you had to go to the la-
dies' room, eh? I can't trust you at all. I might as well divorce
you right here and now. Young man, can you provide me with
some assistance?"

"Sir?" Lekvich stared at him in horror. Was he going to be
involved in a divorce suit on his first night on the job?

Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

The console was lighting up in a crazy array of colors, but
as Lekvich reached for a call, Raoul interceded, grabbing his
hand.

"Are you deaf as well as stupid? I asked if you could pro-
vide the services of an attorney."

"Raoul," Celeste wailed. "You don't mean it. Please, dar-
ling, don't kick me out. I'll be good, I promise."

"I'm tired of your promises."

Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

"Concierge." Lekvich said desperately. "Please hold. Please
hold. Please hold."

Raoul yanked on his wrist. "Well?"

"Please, sir. Let go of me. I'll request an attorney for you
in a moment if you'll just be patient."

"I've been patient long enough. You don't know how I've
suffered with this bitch."