"But I want boobies!" he whined, but ultimately he didn't grope for her again "Meanie... you said if I asked..."<br/><br/>"Theoretically that is true, but the chances of me appearing as an exact replica of anybody living or dead is highly improbable, but not impossible." she explained, and then as the conversation continued... "Today is Saturday, and the job is Monday, the plan being to leave here to meet the Ares executive yet to be named at approximately 0900, and take him to the facility by 1100.  Only part of the time is likely to be driving, and the rest briefing and anything else they feel is necessary before leaving him in our care.  So we have until tomorrow night to prepare and relax.  If you need the matrix today please inform me; I'll be playing Miracle Shooter II using distributed parallel computing with the CHN and the drones in the house and it will take up a large amount of bandwith."