Nebula tries using the laws of robotics to Upsilon

Nebula and yourself had just finished scouring every possible place you might score a free pair of pants. As you might guess, that basically is only the lost and found and the gym. The lost and found was fruitless. Who was losing major items of clothing at school besides you two, after all? Although, you found an old sock that Nebula insisted was hers, and was proof that the culprit was nearby. Nodding along, you walked Nebula to the gym.

On the way, you spied Upsilon, the blandest girl in school walking past. Didn't Nebula insist she was a robot or something? Nebula got her trademark shit-eating grin back upon seeing Upsilon. "We are so fucking back, bro." She said, elbowing you. Upsilon turned her head slightly as you two walked closer to her, before trying to politely make a wide berth around the two crazy people approaching her. Nebula suddenly jumped in front of Upsilon, blocking her path. You could swear you could see a small circular light glow in Upsilon's eye when she looked at you both, kind of like a loading symbol, or something you'd see in a search bar.

"Oh... why hello, Sam. Hello Delores-"

"Nebula."

"Hm? Which?" Upsilon craned her neck up to the sky, getting an eyeful of the white polystyrene ceiling tiles.

"Never mind... Say... do you know about the three laws of robotics?"

Upsilon's head whipped back down when she heard "robotics", but her face remained the same neutral expression. "Ah, that was a story device in Isaac Asi-"

"And you know robots have to follow all orders given by humans..."

"That would be a major security risk, so-"

"And robots need pants way less than humans do, right?"

Its hard to explain, but the normally cold expression on Upsilon's face somehow changed to bone-chilling, all without a single millimeter of movement. Nebula must have thought she won, but your pulse suddenly started to quicken.

"Oh, I see what you're intending." Upsilon said, in an emotionless whisper.