“Well, I was!” Carlos countered with a grin. “But at that time I hadn’t been to college yet – the difference in schooling styles just really threw me through a loop, not to mention that now I usually work on my own with no one to laugh at my jokes – not even Alexa.”
“Jeez, ya can’t even get a robot to laugh at your jokes? You must be tellin’ some pretty bad ones.” Hancock teased lightly, a smirk on his face. “Well, I can’t promise I’ll laugh at all of your jokes, if they’re bad, I might give ya a groan instead, but feel free to tell as many as ya like on this little trip, I’d love to hear ‘em.”
Carlos chuckled. “Alexa has standards, surprisingly – even as nice as she is,” Carlos replied with a smile. “I promise you, when the jokes come to me you’ll be the first to know. Whether you like it or not.” He winked with a little impish smirk on his face.