“Oh, the language selector switch is on its belly.” Daniel flipped the robot over. Its mechanical legs wiggled through the air in slow motion.

“Found it?”

“Yep, right here. Walmart never quits upselling! Let’s see – there’s Spanish mode, Russian, Chinese, and even one that says love.”

“It speaks the language of love? Ha! That’s the one you need to learn!”

“Strange, isn’t it? I’m gonna have to check that out later.”

Vicki began to sing, swaying her arms in the air. “I’m in the mode for love, simply because you’re near me. Funny, but when your near me, I’m in the mode for love…”

“Funny, Vick, but stick to lip-syncing,” Daniel said, placing the robot back on it’s feet. “I’m gonna head over there and go try it on her.”

“You’re going over there now? Man, you got some cojones!”

The robots eyes lit up. “Cojones: a vulgar Spanish word for testicles, corresponding to a male organism’s balls or nuts. This word has entered popular use in the United States as a slang term for a brave attitude.”