When Every Dream You've Ever Had Is Gone...

The crying only intensifies, but she hugs you close, and weeps into your shoulder, a lifetime of pain and rejection pouring out of her in great wracking sobs. You pat her slick and rubbery head and whisper soothing nonsense words in her ear, untill at last she calms down and takes your hands, whispering "Thank You Master, Thank you, Thank you..." over and over.

"So, Lucy's going to be it?" The clerk asks.

You look hard into Lucy's alien eyes and declare, "Yes, she's the one," where upon she starts crying again and you hug her close once more.

"Ok, if you will follow me I will get the paperwork ready and Lucy will start getting ready for transport when the modifications to your house are finished." The clerk says, and you reluctantly part from the emotionally damaged woman you have picked...