Go see what Phyllis is up to.

Jack turned back to see Phyllis walking over to the bartender, who was busily polishing glasses. Jack shrugged and followed her over. "I thought all the 'characters' here are bots." Jack said.

"They are." The bartender replied and flashed him a smile. "My official number is J56000073. But you can call me Johnny."

"Huh?" Jack cocked his head. "I heard all the male bots got fried during the take over."

"Not all of us." Johnny replied. "And we didn't all go haywire either." He cocked his head over to the man at the piano. "Me an' Sam are probably the only ones 'round here though."

"There's a man who's wounded on the table over there." Phyllis crossed his arms. "Aren't you going to help him?"

"All we have here is a ReSettler." Johnny shrugged. "Not much I can do for him."

"ReSettler!" Phyllis's eyes widened. "You have one?"

"What's a ReSettler?" Jack asked.

"It's a brand new, and kind of controversial, medical enhancement. It's a machine that uses lasers to reset broken bones back to normal! We can use that on you and you will be back to normal in no time!"

"Why is it controversial?" Jack asked worriedly.

"It can be dangerous." Johnny said. "Lasers always are. Plus, the recovery can be a real bitch."

"Yeah, but it will be worth it!" Phyllis interrupts him. "You'll need to be at full strength if you want to help your friend."

"Errr...I dunno..." Jack said uncertainly.

"C'mon! What have you got to lose?" Phyllis asked. You could think of many things you have to lose, but she does bring up a point.