- Good morning, Mr McElroy! I trust you've had a good night’s sleep.
- I've had a reasonable night, yes... Thank you.
- Very well.
- I'm sorry... With whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?
- It's Anna, sir.
- Anna... And if it's not too bold a question... Who are you?
- I'm the floating spherical device you can see to your left, Mr McElroy.
- And you're called Anna?
- Affirmative. Anna-3000 Beta in full. ANNA stands for Automated Neurosynthetic Navigation Assistant.
- I see. And to what do I owe this honour?
- I will be providing guidance and support throughout your stay at Kepler-22b.
- Support... Such as?
- I will be in charge of ensuring your safety and monitoring your health status.
- How very thoughtful of you, Anna. What an obliging young... machine.
- It's my pleasure, sir.
- Now, if you'll excuse me, I would like some privacy.
- I'm sorry, sir. Privacy is not a concept I'm familiar with. What is it required for?
- Well... If you must know... I need to use the lavatory.
- Very well, sir. Here are tubs for your urine and stool samples.
- Pardon?
- I am requested to keep track of your bodily functions.
- Oh, for Pete's sake! What moron has invented this?
- There's no need to get agitated, Mr McElroy. And please, watch your language. I might be a machine, but it doesn't call for rude behaviour. 

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