Wells marched up to the motionless Sen. He used his index finger as the dangerous end of a gun and held it against Sen as he screamed in plain English: "Hands up!!!"

"Don't shoot! I'll do..." Sen woke up immediately, speaking in terrified Japanese. It took him a few seconds to realize he was being punked. He turned around to see who just did a hold up on him: "Thought so. You'd have to be an American to think of something like this."

"I'll just think of that as a compliment." Wells replied, "Why won't you take a break for a little time!?"

"I can't take a break right now! Flora..."

Wells sighed: "Unless you take a break, your condition will change both physically and mentally. And that doesn't help anyone, including Flora."

Sen thought about it. He did promise himself he would do anything to help her. Therefor, he agreed to take a break. He took his usual seat at his desk. He wanted to drink the cup of tea that was put there, until he noticed somebody else had already drank of it.

Not noticing, or not caring about that cup, Wells started: "You know, I've read just about every file there is on her. The one you wrote when you first met her, until the last one in which she's suspected of those crimes."

"I know what the files say." Sen replied, annoyed.

"I know." Wells continued, "And there are some things which I can't seem to figure out."

Sen, though he didn't exactly sound interested, asked: "Like what?"

"Like why did she carry her license when she was robbing that jewelry store?"

"Because we are supposed to have them at all times, even on our days off."

"Yes. But why doing that during a robbery as well?"

"Flora does take some things too literally." Sen replied flatly, "Last time I saw her, she still needed to say 'one plus one is two' in order to smile."

Wells was rethinking this, then said: "Okay, seems easy to believe. But then again, why holding it up her sleeve?"

Sen was surprised to hear this: "There's no way you can carry your license up your sleeve without the risk of dropping it."

"Exactly!"

Sen didn't seem to understand this. Neither did Umeko, who "happened to be overhearing" everything.

"Don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence that she dropped her license just when she left the store?" Wells continued, "If you zoom in on certain frames when watching the tape, you'd notice that when she keeps her arm down, she's actually holding her sleeve, and when her arm's up, you can clearly see the license up her sleeve. She didn't just lose her license, she dropped it there on purpose."

This was obviously something Sen couldn't figure out either: "Why would she do that?"

"More importantly, why framing herself for a robbery, and afterwards still deny she did any of it?"

"Robots are really weird." Umeko reasoned.

Sen only just noticed her, and began to start agitated: "Didn't I tell you to go home?"

Wells tried to keep the peace here: "I don't think this is the right time to argue about that."

"Yeah!" Umeko agreed, "And after bringing you some food, which you didn't eat, or bringing you something to drink, which you didn't..."

"Did I say 'this isn't the right time' in English or Japanese!?" Wells exclaimed, "Or some completely different language which you don't understand?"

A short moment of silence, which can be considered as a silent apology, is what followed.

Wells continued as if nothing happened: "Anyway, when I looked at the files more thoroughly, I read her fingerprints matched as well."

Sen didn't see the relevance: "So...?"

"This is an android we're talking about." Wells seemed to need to remind Sen, "I was surprised to read she even has fingerprints! And that's only the tip of the iceberg here. She can actually do facial expressions. Her... skin or whatever it is, would fold just like a human's would... Even that robot dog AIBO., back in the days, wasn't that sophisticated."

"I know she's unique."

Wells didn't notice Sen said anything: "That robot was built in the image of dogs, just like Flora was built in the image of humans. But in order to be made that much into detail, she couldn't be made in the image of humans in general. She must be made in the image of one human in particular!"

Sen was suddenly having a revelation: "So that woman on the tape...!"

Wells seemed happy to see Sen finally got the picture: "Putting all things together, I'm pretty sure..."

"That woman wasn't Flora!" Sen exclaimed

"Wait a minute!" Umeko intervened, "If that wasn't her, then who is she?"

"Did you even listen?" Wells sounded annoyed, "That woman on the tape was the model used to create Flora. And given Flora's creator's background, what kind of a woman do you think she is?"

"She couldn't be a criminal!" Umeko reasoned, "She would be in our database if she was!"

"Really?" Wells was skeptic about that.

"Yes!" Umeko was sure of this, "They'd find her, and arrest her, and not Flora!"

"Makes sense." Wells sounded cynical this time, "But..."

"They didn't need to look for her!" Sen finished the sentence for him, "They all know Flora! They all recognized her! They didn't need to look for that woman in the criminal database!"

"Bingo!" Wells laughed.

"I'll do a search for her!" Sen said, as he returned to the computers.

"We'll just wait here." Wells remarked cynically.

Umeko was still surprised about something: " 'Bingo'?"

"Just a word people say in the West." Wells explained, "It means something like "I've won" or "We have a winner" or "Correct"."

"Oh! Like 'ping pong'! I get it."

Umeko suddenly ran to Sen, see if he had found anything. Wells in the meantime had something else to figure out: " 'Ping pong'?"