"Doesn't it just get......boring? Isn't there anything even something you fancy doing like next week...next year......next century? Y'know, like the old cliche' of having a little cottage in the country?"<br/><br/>She titled her head back to look at him.<br/>"I mean, the obvious goal is to get that chip thing out of your head, but then what? Spike the stripper still in 50 years time?"