Sonora looked through the glass at the bright blue morning being digitally displayed behind the window pane. It was the same one she had seen for the past six hundred cycles, maybe more, she couldn't remember. "I guess it's supposed to be prettier than what's outside, but maybe a change would be nice..." she muttered as she surveyed the kitchen, looking at the clear, crisp screens showing old paintings, hanging on the wall. The bright colors, a different primary on each wall, and the last wall being a brilliant green, were all Sonora's choosing. She slowly and sneakily sidled across her shiny faux-wooden chair. She reached over towards the bright red button on the viewport control. Dax saw her out of the corner of his robotic eye and swatted her hand away. "Sit back and enjoy the morning, Sunny." Dax laughed mechanically at his own joke and turned back to his cooking. Sonora, however, just crossed her arms and pouted.
This was the same canned response the damned robot gave her every ti