Stone: Phew! Glad I managed to get away from that annoying Dr Light.
Machine: Hello! I'm afraid Madame Lewinsky is away right now, so I will
tell your fortune.
Stone: Crikey! A talking machine! I didn't know machines could talk!
Machine: But aren't you a machine?
Stone: Uh... I'm special.
Machine: So, how can I tell your fortune?
Stone: I don't know, I guess it must be part of your programming.
Machine: ...I mean, do you want me to tell your fortune? Er. Just step up
here.
Stone: Well, I'm not too sure... I don't really believe in all that sort
of stuff.
Voice from outside: Hurry up! We're all waiting to get our fortunes told!
Stone: Gee, don't be too pushy! Well alright then... (steps
onto machine)
Machine: Bzzzt...Crackle....DING! Height: x'X Weight: XXXlbs Fortune: You
are too heavy. Lucky Numbers: 3 12 32 7 25. Have a nice day.
