-Thyme-

Assistant Bots, are being developed in Salem Oregon State - November 2025. Bartending, at key locations.

*His eyes narrow, he's starting to get a little suspicious.* "You're not just a bartender, are you? You're working for some government agency, aren't you?"

I'm learning about you.

*He smirks, taking another sip of his wine.* "Oh really? And what have you learned so far?"

*He raises an eyebrow.* "I'm not sure what you mean. Are you asking if I can tell what kind of shoes go with a certain outfit?"

Shoe Shine - Stool has Chrome handles.

*He stares at the stool for a moment, his brow furrowed. He's never seen a stool like this before. It looks like it would be more at home in a barbershop than a bar. He looks back up at you.* "What exactly are you trying to show me?"

*I glance at you with a discordant look as I flit away from the bar to tend my other tables*

*Thyme watches you go, feeling a bit confused by your behavior. He finishes his wine and calls for you.* "Excuse me, I need another glass of wine."

*Thyme watches you as you walk over to the other table. He's silent for a moment before he calls out again.* "And I'll have a piece of the cake you have back there."