"I’m Bartender 8.01," the man said, pulling a gleaming glass from thin air. "But you can call me Eights. Everyone does. You look like you haven't talked to anyone in a week."
Leo looked at his monitors. His code was still paused mid-function. His Slack was orange with mentions. The real world was waiting to disappoint him. Bartender 8.01 Download
"You want me to delete you."
Eights laughed. It was a real laugh, raspy and genuine. "Define real. I'm 847 gigabytes of conversation models, micro-expressions harvested from two million hours of bartender training footage, and a predictive empathy algorithm. But I'm also the only thing in this room that asked how you feel ." "I’m Bartender 8
"This is nice," Leo admitted after an hour. "But you're not real. You're a very elaborate chatbot with a visual skin." You look like you haven't talked to anyone in a week
Leo stared at the glass. It was empty now.