" David walked up to the butler." David walked up to the butler. "I am David Elohim. Please inform Master Samuel that his son is here to see him." Despite lacking a face with which to show expression, the robot seemed to pause momentarily. "Master Samuel has been informed. I assume the rest of the party is yours?" "Yes." "Please, follow me. Rooms are being prepared. How many will you require?" David counted. "Six." "Very good, sir." The robot led them into the house, where the butler said, "Please remain here. Someone will see to you shortly." David glanced around at the cold, white marble flooring and wall paneling that made up most of the anteroom. The floor was covered in a white fur rug, which David remembered was vat-grown mink's skin. The light was fluorescent, which lent a harsh tinge to the already chilled atmosphere. A recessed statuary against the wall to his left was walled with mirrors which only served to reflect the harsh whiteness. "Daaaavid!" A feminine voice echoed off the ceiling, and David snapped his head up to see his mother walking down the stairs, a long cigarette in her hand. She walked down the stairs slowly, as if analyzing the visual effect of each and every step she took. |