Sparks and smoke belched from the little robots football shaped head
as Ryan finished, "Wolf." The little droid that could lost his
balance; he rocked back and forth before falling backwards. A loud
clang rang out as L-Ron kissed the floor with the back of his head.

"L-Ron!" Jaime exclaimed as she bent down next to him; Ryan rose to
his feet.

Ryan was used to women swooning over him, but not robots. His mouth
was half cockeyed as he asked, "He's not a gay robot, is he?"

Jaime looked up at him and replied, "No! He's got a major crush on
Tar-" she tried to stop, but it was too late; he already
mentioned, "Her."

"I'm sorry, Ryan," Jaime quickly apologized.

Aliya and Timea rushed out and dragged L-Ron to the back as patrons
looked on in disbelief.

Jaime looked back at Ryan and tried to smile, "What can I get for
you?"