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AI: "The residence of Frank Hutchins. Who's calling?" (In a very pleasant seductive female voice emerging from the lips of an exquisitely beautiful female image on the large screen on the wall, smart pads, watch phones and eye projectors in the room watching and listening. Holograms of her are the rage on YouTube.)

Drake: "This is Drake, your grandson, are you there?"

AI: "I'm sorry, but Ralph is not available to answer at the moment. Do you care to give a video message I can convey to him?"

Drake: (sarcastically) "No, i just got out of the shower and don't have my makeup on."

AI: "Okay, I sympathize with you. I don't think I want to see you that way either. Just leave a voice message and I will get it to Frank ASAP. Okay?"

Drake: (irritated) "Just tell him to call back, or don't you already know that?"

AI: "Now, now. Calm down. I will make sure he calls back soon, Sweetie. Bye-bye."