[It's a tragedy that Poe can no longer get his data fingers into everything and download all the information he wants at once... a tragedy only to Poe, who might still be mesmerized by these VR projections even if he could chat with them, anyway. Please understand his plight, Tak, best friend, buddy. Pal.]

Nonsense. I love Christmas, Mr. Kovacs, [he says idly, sidestepping around to look at the projection from another angle.] And I am showing my enthusiasm for the circumstances we have now found ourselves enveloped in.

[Which actually kinda blow, but he gets to go outside and that is great.]

Am I embarrassing you?