"Excuse me, sir," said the chauffeur.
Mycroft sighed.
"Yes?"
(version one)
"She's doing that thing again."
"Again? That's the third time this week!"
"I know sir."
"What happened?"
"After we dropped off that gentleman at your brother's, she was typing as always, when she froze. I tried turning her off and on again. Her eyes lit up, but she didn't reboot."
"Bother. IT said that they had fixed her. OS X Lion, my foot. Apple products look good, but their processing power is rubbish. When was she last backed up?"
"Two hours ago."
"We'll lose some information, but it can't be helped. Run the restore program in safe mode. Let me know if it works. I need her operational later tonight."
(version two)
"I had to subdue Anthea 412. After we left 221b she started saying that she was real over and over."
"Yes, that tends to happen if we keep them active for too long. Have Q break another one out of stasis. It's a pity. They never have all of the memories despite the neural link."
(version three)
"That gentleman friend of your brother's made a pass at the Anthea hologram."
"Good Lord! He didn't try to touch her did he?"
"No, sir, she deflected him."
"At least it wasn't the real Agent Anthea. She'd have broken his arm."