'So this is the handsome guy she is always bragging about serving. When she kept saying he was rich, I was always picturing the silver fox type.'
Valerie smirked to herself as she looked over Percy's sleeping body, before moving on to continue with her work. Naturally thoughts of mischief entered her mind, such as the classic moustache drawing.
But for one, that would absolutely result in her getting her co-worker in trouble and most likely fired, which would make her a truly horrible person.
Plus, even if she could somehow do something he wouldn't be able to trace back to this bot, they were heavily monitored and regulated. Naturally they couldn't steal, they were remote controlled robots, but the monitoring was set in place to deal with worries of what they would do in the riches homes, and with the possibility of unlocking doors from within to allow access.
