Half of the lobby was taken up by tattooed, leather clad bikers, one with conspicuous facial wounds. A familiar looking overweight woman in a faded camouflage shirt and sweatpants lounged in a recliner before a modest flat panel television set up in the corner. It was the first time in many years I’d seen a dedicated television set.
Doesn't look safe to walk through a room full of tattooed people. Tattooed people always are the real deal. What about the wild animals mounted on the walls.
I'm glad that no one reacted with the likes of helper, but they had got robots everywhere. But how did they find helper ?