"... Just stay here? For a while?" That's all she needed. Lydia couldn't possible feel more secure than she did at that moment. She sipped her tea, grateful for the warmth.

It was official. Her social status would never recover. Her secret was out, the nightmares and screaming were back, and her two best friends were a really old, futuristic robot and a kind-of old, futuristic weirdo. It almost shocked her to realize that she didn't even care. Lydia wouldn't trade these two for anything.

"Ditto."