The blonde gynoid saw Zoe coming from some distance away, but assumed she was merely there on a shopping trip again. As such, she was caught off-guard when, as she was checking the opposite side of the district, she approached her.
"Hi, I um..." She gesticulated. "...want to hire you."
"Alright." She gave a polite smile and a bow of her head. "Did you have anything specific in mind? Anything special?"
"I just want to talk," she replied, "if that's alright. I have some questions."
"Okay." She took Zoe by the hand, leading her up the steps to the front door of a nearby building; her grip wasn't as cold or as hard as Zoe thought it would be. "Did you want anything? Coffee? Tea?"
"Coffee. I think this might take a while."
The room was of surprising quality, from the sheets on the bed to the wooden table and chairs near the curtained window, to the small kitchenette set in a cul-de-sac just out of view. Though, Zoe reasoned, it would ha