She had a wedding in days—that she was planning, her brother was going to get divorced, and she had to run two divisions in different offices.
Oh, and her partner in running the FBI was bailing.
Yeah, her plate was full.
Her AI cheating on her with other people, specifically people they worked with doing forensics…
There were worst things.
“Uh, MATE, Chris has access to you. So the techs have access to you if they need help.”
She was sitting there, saying nothing, and that spoke volumes.
“You weren’t helping them, were you? Not with work.”
Gene found that amusing.
“Of course, our head tech has an AI fetish. If he says she’s his girlfriend, I’m not giving her the sex talk,” he joked.
That amused Ethan.
“Not it!”
Callen stared.
“I don’t think I should have to give AI a sex talk. MATE has a mother and father. That’s your burden on this very odd conversation.”
MATE was still saying nothing.
“You know you can’t be his girlfriend, right?” she asked, making sure they were on the same page.
She chortled.
“I know. I’m studying him. He’s fascinating with his belief that he’s immortal.”
Elizabeth stared.
What?
Oh, she hoped to God that her gothy head tech didn’t believe he was a vampire.
She’d have a stroke.
“Kidding. He is teaching me how to play Dungeons and Dragons. I could learn online, but it lacks human nuance. Father told me to study humans, and I’m done studying you guys. Kinky, Perverted, Depraved, and Wicked,” she said, pointing at the four of them.
Ivan just laughed from the front seat.
“Amen, MATE. AMEN.”
Elizabeth punched him hard in the arm.
“You only wished you had a cool nickname,” she teased.
Uriel just shook his head.
“This family needs therapy,” he stated. “Or meditation. Or something.”
Yeah, well, no one was questioning that.
