The Time: 2013
The Place: The This Morning Studios, Earth
"Where are we?" said Toos.
"How would I know any more than you? One minute we were being chased by robots and the next we're here. There's a group of young men over there, ask them," snapped Uvanov. Travelling through time and space hadn't affected his temper.
"What's the matter?"
"Don't you find it strange they all look so blandly similar?"
"Yes, they do look unnaturally polished and neat, now you mention it. A new robot inspired fashion I suppose," said Uvanov, squinting at the group.
"I know a cyborg when I see one. Stay if you want Kiy, but I'm not waiting around to be assassinated."