"Uh.. Your storage..?" He said with a full mouth. "You mean your memory banks? I figured you were top of the line technology. How are you getting full this fast, you've only been online for like 9 hours.."

He was quite perplexed, he cut into his pie slowly also scooping ice cream up in the crust. He chewed on it slowly, resting his head on his fist was upright from planting his elbow on the table. Did he over load her on too much memory? Could he upgrade her memory to hold more storage space? Rido was just a simple mechanic he didn't know the ins and outs of technology. Perhaps his contact knew how to help him if he would ever show up.

"Um.. Is there anything I can do to help.?"

Jason stepped quickly to the left evading the girl fleeing Rido's table. He shook his head softly, his reflective helmet masking his grin. He moved to Rido's table, his heavy metallic boots thudding loudly with each step. He moved over and sat down at the table, the chair creaking in resistance against the immense weight of his power armor. He activated his helmet's x-ray signal, scanning Rido and the other patrons, placing marking indicators on all the weapons present.

After a long moment he turned his head to Rido. He opened his voice channel, the mic feeding back inside his helmet a bit. He continued to run diagnostics on the area, scanning for any potential threats, and plotting any potential escapes. One didn't deal with black market arms scrap without being at least a little cautious. He spoke finally, his voice coming out half normally, half digitized feedback.

"Rido Leonrick. Scourge of starfleets has the girls fleeing his table at a dead run. What ever will my blog fans think?"

"Well, you took your sweet time getting here. Some poor saps had to catch it in the mean time." Rido nodded toward the still unconcious group of men. He picked up his glass of juice sipping at it lightly. "Oh.. And you're talking about Ronnie right? Well thats an interesting story I'm suuuuuuuuuuure you want to know all about."

He slide his chair up to the table looking at him. "So, held you up anyway...?"

"Did you.. Get everything.. Situated?" Rido turned his head as Ronnie came back to the table passing the unconcious thugs on the ground.  He ran his right hand through his spikey blonde hair pulling it back and letting it go only for it to stand back tall.

"What do you mean Jason..?" He asked the man. He knew Jason had a thing for tech and he was very, very knowledgeable in that paticular area, but sometimes he sounded like he was off his rocker. This being one of those times. 

"You need to speak so that people can understand you, dude.." He laughed picking up his drink from the table and sipping through the straw. "And you know it's my personal business policy for you to eat when you're here. The food is fuckin' delicious."

Jason shook his head softly and reached up. He depressed two slots on his shoulders The ends of the fingers on his suit extended out, interacting with a locking sequence and releasing the seal on his helmet. He reached up and puled the helmet off, setting it on the table besie him. His hair was platinum and spike, meshing strangel well with his deep crimson eyes. He offered a smile at Ronnie before turning his head back to Rido. He reached out to a plate the waitress had delivere him, picking up a cheeseburger. He took a bite before speaking, his voice now pure, uninterupted by the digitized overlay of his helmet.

"Your friend here is a one of a kind. First fabrication in the Veloa series of synthetic humanoid robots. Capable of altering physical appearance at will, and an AI system second ONLY to Natalia, she has the capacity for learning and adjusting to such a degree hat in a few weeks of work she can fully replicate any and every human emotion, body part and action. Only three total model were ever made. Two were destroyed. Looks like you tripped and fell on the only one left. I can't even put a credit estimation on this find my friend."

He tok another bite of the burger, using his free hand to motion for Ronnie to take a seat. He continued t eat away at the burger, awaiting someone's response. That was the sad thing in these modern times. People just didn't appreciate the simple joy of a high quality Earth recipe cheeseburger.