Elohim didn’t look up at the two,  she knew what she would see if she gazed upon them and wasn’t entirely sure it was what she wanted to lay eyes on.  She preferred to hang her head in defeat, allowing gold spun hair to fall in front of her face, concealing her features behind the shimmering veil.  “It doesn’t matter miss, warm food in code would be appreciated…”  The machine wasn’t very sure what a bondage club was anyway.<br/><br/>“I am sorry,  my social protocols seem to be lacking…  I will store that tidbit of information for a later date Doctor.”  Once more the shock tore through her form,   it was far from the intensity of voltage that she was used to,  she simply shifted a bit in her seat suppressing an unlady like moan.