[Cleo's eyes flutter closed, and even though it's a simple, chaste kiss, it's better than anyone she's kissed since she can remember. There's a feeling in her stomach that's either carsickness or butterflies, but she's pretty sure it's the butterflies. Penny's hand covers hers, and Cleo lets the world around them, the bus, the Vengaboys all fade away. When they pull back, she smiles, her voice uncharacteristically soft.]
Yeah. You did a really good job. I couldn't tell you were a robot at all.
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Yeah. You did a really good job. I couldn't tell you were a robot at all.