And the magic word is spoken yet again!<br/><br/>Friend Computer makes a simple, easy, straightforward decision, and the corridor is suddenly full of auto-fire laser blasts, most of which hit the hapless, pantsless, Bob-R and reduce him to a little smoking pile of ex-clone.<br/><br/>Everybody else gets Wounded in the exchange (except, of course, for the Blue citizen).<br/><br/>A moment later, the same irritable voice who has from time to time interrupted The Computer comes from the PA system, everyone's PDCs, and the security camera-laser cannon mounts.<br/><br/>"What part of 'Go talk to the Inter-sector Transportation and Resource Allocation Division o the Greater Alpha Complex Supervisory Coordination Bureau' did that laser whiff not understand?  Get moving, people.  I'll re-route Bob-R the Second to meet you there."<br/><br/>