Bobo ignored him and continued rifling through the trashcan. “There’s no spark in that tin can head of yours.”
Lime slumped. “Bobo’s a Nob-O.”
Bobo rotated his head. “Lime, that’s a crime against rhyme.” He dug deeper. “Artificial intelligence my arse.”
“I was her most prized vacuum cleaner until the upgrade.”
“Our upgrades didn’t work though did they? Bonanza!” Bobo presented his treasure. “Here you go Lime.” Bobo carefully dribbled the precious liquid from the tuna can onto Lime’s squeaky wheel.
“Hey Bobo. Look!”