and you didn’t arrest them? You and the Sergeant had your orders - why haven’t you carried them out? And, speaking of the Sergeant, just where is he? Er, he’s still with them, Captain. Where? And why? We found them in the City Park, sitting in a circle under the Great Oak. Chomper, Mogbot, Klank, Emma. Gadge, Robbie, Goldie, Scrappy, Inki, Albert, Andy, the Bekko Twins, a baby dragon, Crunk, Drossel, a couple of Bongs, several Droids, bots - old and new, not sure of all the names, Captain. Doing just what, may I ask? Just sitting quietly and listening to Maria reading a poem - something to do with loaves of bread and jugs of wine - and - So? Nothing suspicious there, Captain. But your orders were quite clear - find them and bring them in. You’ve simply left them there? And our Sergeant - what’s he doing? Listening to the poem. Said something about channeling his inner human and discovering his real identity, his female side, and - I see. The world has indeed gone mad when machines copy humans to the extent that they catch and absorb human delusions. Take a squad - go round them all up and lodge them in a cell where they can recite poems to their hearts’ content while we compile a list of all their recent crimes. Now, Constable, now!