Doctor Hoffman has a few problems — he had to bring Robotic Doctor Alan Rossum up to speed. It’s not that Rossum’s not an excellent physician…it’s that he’s not quite on top of what it means to be human!
“Shamberg drops you off without even a string of dental floss. His head must be in the clouds. We’ll never pull this fake doctor stuff off without some personal effects. If people don’t guess that you’re a mechanical man, they’ll think you’re an extraterrestrial.”
“I only need my charger.”
“That’s not all you need! Machines need chargers, people need changes of underwear.” Hoffman glanced at his watch. Although the hour was late, it was obvious he had to take Rossum shopping.
Does the mall hold what Dr. Hoffman needs to keep Dr. Rossum from blowing his cover and revealing his robot self? Only time will tell…or the pages of Dr. Simmon’s The Glue Factory!