On my way to the movies. Oh, right. Catch a flick. Score a babe. Hey, I just arrived. Hello there. For which movie? Oh, hi. One for Insidious, please. I'm sorry. Insidious is sold out. Wait a minute. What? What? How can this be? Almost the entire theater was empty on the seating list online. They filled up faster. Oh, good gosh. You know what? Forget it. Forget it. Okay. One for Oppenheimer. I'm sorry, but that's sold out as well. Oh, come on. Oh, damn it. May I make a suggestion? I guess so. What's that? The movie Barbie. Plenty of seating for that one. Yeah, no thanks. I'll pass on that one. But it's the number one movie in the world, sir. Everyone needs to see this. Margot Robbie shines. I know I'm sure Margot Robbie shines and she gets my pants wet and all, but I'm just not interested in this movie whatsoever. Take your ticket, sir. Here you go. Take it. All right, lady. You're starting to freak me out here. You remind me of this one chick I hooked up with last weekend that went psycho on me. Wanted to collect my body hair for a fur coat. Take the ticket, sir. Take, take, take, take. What the hell? Take it. What is this? I can't believe it. What they said at Hooters is true. AIs are taking over the humans. You stay away from me, you AI. Take the ticket.