ROBOT BABY - Part 3

So, finally, one or both of you figures out how to get the android out the door, and you go take a shower. You brush your teeth and take an ibuprofen 'cause you can already feel the hangover creeping up -

And everything is fine for a few weeks....

Then you start getting nauseous, and feeling bloated, and hearing servo whirring gear-grinding sounds through your stomach when you're trying to sleep.

You get nervous. You see a doctor -- who tells you to change into one of those ridiculous backless gowns before he pokes and prods you, whispers 'um hum' frequenly under his breath, and makes you pee in a cup - you're sure mostly for his own amusment.
After checking you out he announces, "I've seen this before...Can you give me the make and model of the, um, partner you've been seeing?"

Your reaction to the news will be boiler-plate, if hysterical... most likely including you bursting into tears and charging out of the office building in that backless gown while screaming, "That fucking overgrown blender, my life is ruined!"

You'll call up the android and, of course, he's no help.
Once he finds out who you are and why you're calling he flips out.

First he pretends that he doesn't remember you and then he acts like it's a wrong number. Finally, he starts pretending like he only speaks binary and hangs up the phone.

"0 1 0 0 1 0 1 1 0 1".... yeah, right buddy.
That's just so typical.