Soft rain and a slow, melancholy jazz piano. The robot girl slumps on the bench, her painted face asleep. A tiny orange goldfish swims into view inside her glass fishbowl head, weaving between the floating gears. It bumps one gear with a tiny clink, and all the gears start spinning with a soft whir. Her painted eyes pop open in surprise, she sits up straight and watches the goldfish circle around inside her head, then her painted mouth curves into a smile. A train horn sounds in the distance.