Charging at the N-Dent: Science Fiction

The n-dent was a fashionable 'bot bar, so that's where she wound up after her shift. Time to get her oil changed out for something a little more interesting, maybe run a few grams that would mess with her perceptions just a little. It was reputable, so she knew she wouldn't walk out with spies or zombies infesting her. The 'bots were more accepting of the in-betweeners than humans were. She could have gone to a nice human bar and gotten things a little cheaper that had a little stronger effect on her, but she would also have to wait an incredibly long time to get served. There was the chance that the server would spit in her drink. Somebody would probably say something offensive.

Inspiration: Partial carryover typing of "The Independent" as "ndent"
Story Potential: High.
Notes: I just really like this character. Maybe so far it's been all human-to-robot, and now there's a robot-to-human?