Hello? Hello, is anyone home? Hatchworth? Spine? Rabbit? Peter? Where is everyone? Beebop? QWERTY?
Sleep mode interrupted. QWERTY online. Sensors indicate android presence. Subject: GG the Giraffe. Calculating communication algorithms. Sup?
Oh hey QWERTY, where did everyone go? The guys were supposed to come to my recital. I was gonna belch the entire score to Cats!
Wow, I can see why no one would come to that
Man, what do you know anyway?
I know that I would rather wipe my entire hard drive than go to your recital
Whatever, your simplistic hardware can't appreciate my musical genius anyway. You're in the presence of the next big starlet
My data suggests otherwise. Calculating... Yep, the calculations are true: you're awful, just awful. Please, do not ever perform again
Why you little d-!
GG! GG!
Steve!
Oh, what's the deal, GG? I went to your recital but you weren't there
I was gonna perform, but nobody showed up!
Well, I showed up, didn't I just say I showed up? How can you say nobody showed up when I just showed up? How about I show you up right now, you showed up-
Get it together, man
I'm sorry, thank you, QWERTY. I've just been going a little nuts, house-sitting by myself while Peter and the family are out of town and the robots are travelling through space
What? Exposition? Robots? Space? And they didn't invite me?
Well, they said it was some kind of musical space adventure trip, and they only needed robots that could handle the rigors of musical space travel
What? I'm a perfect musical space-ready robot!
I don't know, GG. Can you survive in zero oxygen environments?
Yes
Can you withstand over 2 Gs of gravity without passing out?
Yes
Do you have heat shields?
Yes
Retro rockets?
Yes
Solar sails?
Yes
Fuel cells?
Yes
Cool racing stripe decals?
Yes
Can you spontaneously summon musical accompaniment to play along to the arbitrary lyrics that will no doubt issue forth from your mechanical maw?
Can I!
