“Machine, is it? Pfffft. Even a machine designed and built by you would not be as good as you are.” She grinned. “I’m sure you could get things done while /I/ was playing tourist.”
“Ah, my ego. Another thing you’re good at stroking.” He grinned right back at her. “And, you see, that’s the time that would be dedicated to actually dealing with whoever I’m on business with. So, not very productively spent, normally.”
“What, the time I’m out seeing the sights? So big business is resolved by boring white guys showing off their cities?” Summer stuck out her tongue. “Maybe I should be in the boardroom with you. Let you know when you’re getting cheated.”