Emmet & Cody:
Dr. Stockov smiles. "I've been developing an artificial intelligence over the past few months. I've installed a complete, working system that I developed early in the process. It isn't a fully functional A.I., meaning its capacity to learn is quite limited, but it is fully operational and will meet the needs of the school readily. I call it an Artificially Intelligent Monitoring, Messaging and Information system, Amy, for short. Amy?"
"Yes, Dr. Stockov." The voice has a soft, female pitch, but is monotone.
"Say hello to the new students."
"Welcome to the Mudaba Adin Institute for Young Elites. I look forward to assisting you as your needs require," Amy responds.
"Of course, it doesn't really look forward to anything. I've programmed it to be friendly, however. It monitors the school and grounds, can locate individuals on institute property and message them for you, and can supply information such as the time, temperature or what movies are playing at the local theater. It will also open doors you are allowed to enter or turn on and off lights. The entire institute is integrated together under one system," Dr. Stockov explains.
"It's really quite amazing," Prof. Lankowski states.
"Hey, Cody, what does this thing do?" Raph asks as she walks back to him, holding a microscope from one of the terminals.
"How did you remove that from the terminal, young lady?" the professor asks her.
"Huh? Oh, I unplugged it." Looking at it, one can see that the cord has been forcibly ripped form the back of the device. "What?" she asks, responding to the resulting looks.
John, Clover & Trilly
"Big and strong," Stacy notes, nodding approvingly at John. "And no, it was an accident, but I was so totally bummed for a while, I hurt my best friend pretty bad. She's okay now, though. Huh, I really kinda doubt there's gonna be any, y'know, organized sports here. So much for my cheerleading skills," she notes with a shrug.
Layla stays quiet, listening to the conversation, in her own way.
Jerry
"The water looks, how do you say...inviting, yes?" Kiyana notes, still looking at the pool. "I am thinking maybe we are not to use yet?"
"I dunno," James says. "Not like I'm dressed to go swimming anyway."
"This is problem not for me," Kiyana replies with a bit of a mischievous smile. She glances back at the doors before her entire body splashes to the tiled floor as an amorphous puddle of water. The water then leaps, streaming into the pool and begins tearing around in it until your not really sure what is Kiyana and what isn't.
James' eyes grow wide in surprise. He looks at the pool, looks back at the pile of clothes that Kiyana was just wearing and back out at the pool. "Uh...is she skinny dipping in the school pool?"