        It was a good theory, but something about it didn’t quite jibe.  He looked back at the book she had brought over.  He had seen the dampness on the cover.  If they were trying to make a robot blend in, they would have been hard-pressed to come up with a worse disguise, and there was no other point he could think of to make a robot salivate.  The unicorn-style horn it was sporting might be an antenna, but any self-respecting robot had manipulator arms, not hooves.  Furthermore, the tail was a completely unnecessary detail, and she would have no reason to blink, either.  