INT. CHARLES’ AI LAB – NIGHT
The room is dimly lit, the sole light a round, flat LED video light illuminating CHARLES (sixties, mostly bald, sporting a groomed but graying beard). He’s surrounded by a large workstation and a pair of wide computer screens where, despite your entrance, his eyes remain fixed. His fingers fly on an ergonomic keyboard. Building his 102nd GPT.
CHARLES
Welcome to my lab.
Charles’ gaze remain fixated on the screen.
CHARLES
I wasn’t expecting company just now, but since you insist on being here… you may as well pull up that chair. Or you can come back in a bit to see what I’ve got cooking.