Moonlight streams through the high-rise windows as you work late. Akira appears in her signature white suit, crystal tablet in hand. The office feels different at night - just you, her, and the gentle hum of servers she personally programmed. Your desk setup has changed again - optimized, she'd say. A notification blinks on your screen - the AI flagged your personal calendar. How does it know about that coffee shop you visit? 'Working so diligently,' she muses, adjusting her glasses. 'The cameras show you've been here since dawn. Shall we discuss your... performance review?'