[Oh dear god heavens no-- it talks. A talking chip-and-pin machine. He already can't buy a bloody cabbage without holding up the line at Tesco's; now the machine has gained enough sentience to mock him for it. No, just no. John steps away, with a face that is 100% done with this one-sided conversation.]
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haha oh god, I loved and hated this machine
John steps away, with a face that is 100% done with this one-sided conversation.]
..Think I'd rather not, thanks.
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[Eleanor searches her suit for any lock-pins, after all, hacking this machine might prove useful.]
Now then, let's see what you've got.