“This one? Well, we can’t let you go in there alone. You hear stories of the tricks these new-fangled companies play on common folk.” Light said conspiratorially, eyeing up the people outside. 

There was a stunningly beautiful Human woman with red hair and a sanguine dress standing before the inviting entrance with a holo-pad. A biped service droid holding a tray of champagne flutes hovered nearby. Either side of the passage was a bulky security droid dressed in a smart suit, hands clasped neatly in front of them. Their faceplate was unfeatured apart from the word ‘PROTOTYPE’ in the same font as the logo.

“Right?” He looked around. Ruk seemed less than enthused but nodded. Jess seemed down for whatever.

As they approached the woman in the dress smiled warmly, took their names and contact information and then offered them something to drink. She offered Senjen a free node which could simulate something approaching a massage for synthetics.

“Welcome to Myrmidon, please feel free to have a look around inside. If you have any questions, a member of staff will be happy to accommodate you.”

“Thank you. Ok, let's go.” Light said, uncomfortable with the prospect being waited on hand and foot but clutching his glass of champagne tightly.

Together they travelled through the entryway, decorated with exquisite Hellenic sculptures and lit through thin mist from the floor. Classical music gradually filtered in as the huge room opened up for them.

It was all white, interspersed with the occasional Doric pillar. Engaging display areas showed off various different types of Myrmidon droids and vehicles in action. Rugged outdoorsy models were demonstrating their skills at rock climbing or hand to hand combat. Others performed domestic chores, open heart surgery and everything in between.

The space didn’t feel overwhelming or cramped despite the wealth of products on offer, showing real thought had been put into the layout. There were even a few relaxation areas catering to different species, which a few guests were taking advantage of. Light noted that business appeared to be brisk, though there was no shortage of staff members mingling with the groups and standing ready.