The scar faced oaf turned to leave the room, but not before adding. "Oh, and if I had to guess the only difference between your magic wand and your assistant is the price."<br/><br/>“Indeed not, sir,” the android replied. “A magic wand lacks fingers and lips, and an extensive database of techniques.”<br/><br/>Her attention returned to Mrs. Herd as she spoke. “Is that right, have you ever bitten a wee wee off, pinky sized or otherwise?"<br/><br/>“I have not yet had occasion to do so, mistress,” the android replied. “Should you wish me to do so, I assure you that my bite pressure and the tensile strength of my teeth would be up to the challenge.”  She turned her head slightly, black eyes focusing on the door Tuggerson had just exited through. “Would you care for me to demonstrate?”<br/><br/>Her attention returned to her owner. “As to your question about my name, my serial number is AMZN-T108m302.  Any further personal identifier is at the discretion of my owner.”