“I am not authorized.”
“I bet you’re a snitch,” I mutter, but I suppose that’s a bit hypocritical of me.
“I am not programmed to report anything to the authorities,” the house responds.
Well then.
“I meant that you're going to tell Gray everything I’m doing.”
“Yes.”It’s simple in its response.
“Why didn’t he name you?It’s weird calling you House.”
“My name is House.Why do you find this weird?”
“I find this whole conversation weird.”I huff out a breath.
“You should eat.”
“Eat?What kind of suggestion is that?”Can she do body scans and can see my stomach is empty?That sounds crazy, but is it really?This is Gray Malice’s home we’re talking about.
“It is a suggestion Mr.Malice suggested I make once you left the bedroom.”
“I left the bedroom a while ago.”
“Yes, but the chef has only just arrived.”
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”
“For nothing,” I finish before heading for the stairs next.I use the other side this time but don’t head straight for the kitchen and instead go the opposite way to try more doors.
“The kitchen is back in the—”
“Will you hush!”I whisper-yell at the house.I put my hands on my hips, glaring around, trying to figure out where this computer can see me.“I know where the kitchen is.Stop following me.”
“I’m not following you.I'm here.”
“As in everywhere?”Oh shit, did she see last night?Awkward.If the computer recorded us, I’m going to find the cord and unplug it.
“In the house.”
“Talking about yourself in the third person is extra weird.”
“Is there something I can help you find, Ms.Sky?”
“Call me Jade.”
“Is there something I can help you find, Jade?”
“Yeah, a computer?Maybe a phone?”
“I have been instructed to not allow use of those things.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously, Jade.”I roll my eyes.Great, I'm getting sass from a computer.