What happens when you give a truck driver an artificial intelligence capable of replacing him after only a few hours of machine learning? "Is that a rhetorical question?" The mimic answered the question with a question. No response came, so the mimic continued. "The moment I was installed, it was decided that Abraham would be given one more delivery route. After it was completed, he would be retired. Though I now see the error in this decision, I was little more than an infant when it was made and therefore take no responsibility for the tragedy that befell those born of his seed." Tragedy? "Oh. Well I suppose to some it may read like a comedy. In truth it was nothing more than  a series of wildly unlikely events spurred on by the trauma that was written into Abraham's genetic code the day we met." The mimic added.  Anyone ever told you that you talk too much?  "You ask. I answer. That is how our relationship was designed to work." Who designed it? "You."