Blue Eyes

"You know, I work over in the cybernetics lab at ArtHume."

Great. He was following me. I angled for my ancient car, a converted antique gas guzzler now outfitted with an electric motor that hiccuped sometimes. I yanked on the door handle, pretending not to notice him.

After I climbed into the driver's seat and shut the door, he leaned on the window frame. "Here's my card." He handed me a shiny black plastic card with a hologram logo. "I'm sorry. I just.. never saw a cyber human with such blue eyes."

My cheeks flushed. I tried to start the car, but the electric motor fluttered. It needed some cleaning at the contacts and probably new brushes.

"It's unusual, you know. Brown eyes are everywhere, but blue... where did you get them?"

I violently turned the key. The car started. I backed out of the parking space and drove off a little too fast.

My blood boiled. He had no right to ask about my eyes. They were mine. Now I had to find another coffee and grease shop.