Paradise.

Ross laid back with a huge smile. He couldn't believe his good fortune, having stumbled upon this magnificent creature and somehow gotten control of her. Madison laid down beside him with a lopsided grin.

"Thinking about how lucky you are?" A she asked.

"How did you know?"

"I'm a golem, not a moron," she teased. "You really hit the jackpot here. And if you get sick of me, you can just pop in a different script. Speaking of which..."

"Not right now," he said. "I... I really like you, Madison. I don't want a stripper or a robot or a ****. I want you."

Her cheeks flushed. "That is so sweet," she said, her voice breaking slightly. "Nobody's ever said that to me."

Ross wiped a tear from her eye. He knew it was all artificial but he didn't care anymore. Whatever Madison was, he was in love with her. He started to say as much when his phone rang. He grabbed it from the nightstand; it was Andrew.

He answered it and put it to his ear. Before he could speak, Andrew's voice cut him off. It was high-pitched and panicky.

"We've got a problem."