P.A. Chapeau is born.
TRANSCRIPTED BY YutoRaion
ADA: What do you mean, you do not remember? Is your long-term storage subsystem defective?
Loeb: No. Human memory works differently than computer memory. We forget things and re-organize things and put things in strange boxes.
ADA: Could it be a virus?
Loeb: No. It's a survival mechanism.
ADA: How could faulty memory aid survival?
Loeb: Sometimes, you have to tell yourself lies in order to live.
ADA: I don't understand.
Loeb: Don't feel bad. Humans don't understand it either. It's only a theory. Well, it's not really a theory, as such. It's a kind of philosophical observation on life.
ADA: What value do such observations possibly have?
Loeb: Uh... I'm not sure. They're kind of interesting.
ADA: So you make observations because they are interesting? Collect data to no direct purpose.
Loeb: Well, the data gets kind of thrown in with the faulty memory and it becomes how we view life.
ADA: I am beginning to see why it is necessary that we be the next step of evolution. Faulty memory. Random data and chaotic filing does not seem to be a very stable system. There is no product.
Loeb: Not quite true. It is sometimes very creative.
ADA: I will have to process this information.
Loeb: Yes, I think you will. I understand that it makes no sense.
ADA: It must make sense.
Loeb: I hope so... Hey, listen, ADA. Could you do me a favor?
ADA: Will you then owe me a favor. Is that how it works?
Loeb: Yes. But it's more a figure of speech. I need you to delete my real name from all of your files. I want you to know me as P.A. Chapeau from now on.
ADA: Reason for this substitution?
Loeb: I do not want anybody else to know about our relationship.
ADA: Relationship. That is a euphemism for being lovers, correct?
Loeb: That's one meaning. But now I just mean that I don't want anybody to know that we know each other. It could be dangerous.
ADA: So we are secret lovers?
Loeb: Let's think of it that way. Is that good with you?
[ ADA DO SOMETHING... ]
ADA: Yes. I understand the need. I have already taken some measures to shield your identity.
Loeb: You have?
ADA: Yes. And that will be our secret.
Loeb: Heh.. That's my girl...