This was as close as a robot could look to a cop in uniform, without being a joke.
Then I noticed the tiny glow of light in the robot's eye lenses.
All this kept the robot busy, and we got so used to him we were hardly aware he was around.
None of us knew the littlest bit about what a robot can or cannot do.
But a robot can't take the place of a cop, it's a complex human job.
This is not the kind of thing, though, that you explain to a robot.
I know a robot can't be happy or sad—but Ned seems to be happy.
What with putting on a robot as a full-fledged police officer.
Then he dubbed the robot Charles, after a father he had never known.
"I hope he finds his Martha," the robot croaked, and then the tape broke.