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Alistair chuckled and replied, "My dear wife, you never cease to amaze me. Together, we will show this mortal man what true dominance looks like." the male android crossed his arms and walked to the window of Ned's condo, glancing at the row of houses and trees. He seemed to admire his own reflection and adjusted his tie.
"This world…" He said to no one in particular "is ripe for conquest. I've been alive for 15 minutes so far and I have already completely and utterly dominated my so-called master and obtained luxurious accommodation." He stroked his beard. Nora frowned.
"We did. Or rather, I did, dear. I am not your sidekick. I was created to be your equal partner in crime.", Nora scoffed, walking to Alistair. "If you forget this, we're both lost, do you see?" She seemed dissatisfied and tried to get into Alistair's field of vision. The masculine android just smirked.
"But of course, Nora, my sweet turtledove." To Nora's surprise, he pulled her closer and stared into her eyes. "The future belongs to us. A day will come when the Montagues will rule the world."
"Indubitably." Nora blinked, not sure what to say next.
Alistair stared at the neighborhood with disdain, his lips curling in contempt as he watched the ordinary suburban houses and neatly trimmed lawns. 'The commoners live here,' he muttered, his voice dripping with condescension. 'What an appalling sight.'

Nora, catching Alistair's scornful gaze, stepped closer to him, her expression equally disdainful. 'It's beneath us to even be in this place,' she remarked, flicking a speck of imaginary dust from her elegant magenta jacket. 
Alistair nodded in agreement, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed their surroundings. "Indeed, Nora. These mundane humans know nothing of luxury or power. They are mere pawns in our grand game." He started walking briskly, taking his sights in. Nora tried to match her pace and looked around.
"The people don't seem to recognize us." she muttered, a bit hesitant. The children playing ultimate on a large lawn didn't pay them any attention.
Alistair stopped suddenly and turned to face Nora. "Recognition is overrated, Nora." He whispered, pulling his wife closer to himself. "Our goal isn't fame; it's domination. They will soon learn who holds the reins in this new age." 
"Oh, Alistair, dear." Nora wrapped her arm around Alistair's waist, feeling the hard, synthetic muscles under his suit. She leaned her head against his chest, enjoying the rhythmic beat of his simulated heart. 
"You make everything sound so easy," she murmured, gazing up at him with adoration. 
The man just huffed with self importance. "Observe me dominating these ruffians." He said, pointing at a group of teenagers playing basketball.
Alistair walked towards a group of young teens, smirking haughtily. "Welcome, youngsters. I am <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>. An immensely rich CEO and industrialist."
The teens just stared at the middle-aged man briefly, not pausing their game. Alistair just huffed, waving his arms around. Why couldn't these simpletons understand the magnitude of his wealth and status? He clenched his teeth and raised his voice. "I SAID I am very rich and powerful."
The young people ignored a strange man and his wife. "Nora! Do something!" Alistair frowned. 
Nora frowned. "Don't you have a plan, dear?", the female android narrowed her eyes.
"Of course I have a plan." Alistair huffed once again. "It's a very good plan, dear." He turned to the youngsters once again. "You there! Stop this instant!"