Видоизмененный углерод

Chapter 20

           Arobotcomposedentirelyofclocksandlampswaitedimmobilejustbesidethedial’stwelvemark.

           Itwasallthemoreeerieforthecompleteabsenceofanyothercustomers,andaswemadeourwaytowardsthewaitingrobot,IcouldfeelCurtis’searliermoodquietenalittle.

           "Whatwillitbe,gentlemen?"saidthemachineunexpectedly,fromnoapparentvocaloutlet.Itsfacewasanantiquewhiteanalogueclockwithspider-thinbaroquehandsandthehoursmarkedoffinRomannumerals.Alittleunnerved,IturnedbacktoCurtis,whosefacewasshowingsignsofunwillingsobriety.

           "Vodka,"hesaidshortly."Subzero."

           "Andawhisky.WhateveritisI’vebeendrinkingoutofthecabinetinmyroom.Atroomtemperature,please.Bothonmytab."

           Theclockfaceinclinedslightlyandonemulti-jointedarmswunguptoselectglassesfromanoverheadrack.Theotherarm,whichendedinalampwithaforestofsmallspouts,trickledtherequestedspiritsintotheglasses.

           Curtispickeduphisglassandthrewagenerousportionofthevodkadownhisthroat.Hedrewbreathhardthroughhisteethandmadeasatisfiedgrowlingnoise.Isippedatmyownglassalittlemorecircumspectly,wonderinghowlongithadbeensinceliquidlastflowedthroughthebar’stubesandspigots.Myfearsprovedunfounded,soIdeepenedthesipandletthewhiskymeltitswaydownintomystomach.

           Curtisbangeddownhisglass.

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