- [SOX] (robotic eyes flip open) Hello, Buzz. - [Buzz] Gah!

(surprise music stinger) (box crashes on ground)

I am SOX. Your personal companion robot.

- [Buzz] My what? - [SOX] I was issued by Star Command

to ease your emotional transition (digital robot noises)

after your time away. (digital robot noises)

Oh, well, that's...

very considerate of you,

robot feline.

But, no thank you.

I'm afraid it's protocol.

Sensors indicate you've missed

four birthdays.

Would you like a frosted snack cake to celebrate?

Negative. That would compromise my nutritional regimen. (meal cracks, squeals, shakes, and poofs)

(microwave bell rings) (food sizzles)

- [SOX] We can talk about your feelings.

- [SOX] I am an excellent listener. - [Buzz] No, no.

Look, I've had a very long- day? (solemn music)

It did not go as planned.

The mission was unsuccessful?

- [Buzz] Affirmative. - [SOX] Oh, no.

I am so sorry to hear that.

- [Buzz] Thank you, SOX. - [SOX] You're welcome, Buzz.

- [SOX] Shall we play a game?

- [Buzz] No, thank you. - [SOX] Are you sure?

- [SOX] I can create a game specifically for you

based on your exact personality profile.

Hey, listen, SOX, buddy.

I'm pretty tired, so I'm gonna go ahead and hit the rack.

Of course.

(exhausted sigh) (bedsheets rustle)

I can provide sleep sounds, if you like.

I have several options.

Summer night, ocean paradise, whale calls! (Increasing excitement)

- [Buzz] No, no. White noise is fine. - [SOX] Very well.

- [Buzz] Good night, SOX. - [SOX] Good night, Buzz.

(SOX mimicking white noise) (Buzz claps)