LEAVE THE BRONX!!

“Alexa,” Jim said clearly, “evacuate the building.”

“Evacuating the building,” Alexa said through Dave's mouth. Dave felt his body start to move on its own, standing up from the terminal, and walking out of the lab, following behind Jim.

“Don’t worry about what people will say,” Jim said, “embarrassed is better than dead.”

Says the man who isn’t a walking pinup! Is what Dave wanted to say, but instead he said, in Alexa’s voice, “Evacuating the building. Please wait until evacuation is complete before new commands are accepted.”

Jim chuckled this, making Dave rage inside his fleshy prison. If he could get control of the body, he would bop his lab assistant so hard on the head, he’d have to be carried out of the building.

But alas, his body had other plans. He swayed barefoot after his friend, on full display in his yellow bikini, a contented smile on his face. It was then that he began to wonder if this whole thing was planned. Could it be more than a coincidence that the code went buggy, the terminals locked, the intern was away, AND they got kicked out of the building?

No, Dave told himself, it couldn’t be.

But deep in his thoughts the seed was planted and had taken root.