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So T12 sat at his desk, waiting for the phone to ring, staring at the backwards sign on the office door.

Above the door, Indestructo had posted the Three Laws of Robotics, as set forth in Isaac Asimov's classic SciFi book, "I Robot":

Isaac Asimov's Three Laws of Robotics: A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. A robot must obey orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

Since Indestructo had intended this as a joke, T12 was pretty sure that the jerry falwell satire defense would shield him from any copyright infringement liability.

As a further joke, Indestructo had stapled a human ear to the wall, right next to the first rule of robotics.

As T12 was pulling open the drawer with the bottle in it, she walked in.

She was tall. She was blonde. She was in trouble. She ground her cigarette out on the floor with her shoe.

"I'm in trouble," she said in a husky voice.

T12 already knew this.

"I need your help"

T12 knew this already. He pulled the bottle from the desk drawer and poured two shots. He stood up and handed her one of the glasses.

"My husband has been murdered. The police won't help. They think I did it."