UKM2000(0)<Speaker>UKM-2000</Speaker>||<BIN>8</BIN>:Commander, take this!
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:Okay.
()||:UKM-2000 hands the Commander a dictaphone.
()<Speaker>Dictaphone</Speaker>||:Respond! Respond! Respond!
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:Hmm? UKM-2000, what's this? +UKM-2000? She's gone already?
()||:All of a sudden, a clowder of cats of different-colored coats come hurtling into the command room. They are sprawled on the Commander's desk, chair, and lap, licking the Commander all over.
()<Speaker>Cat</Speaker>||:Purr... purr...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<黑屏1>:...I see. UKM-2000 sure has a unique way of expressing her affection.