"We're dragging you into the cult of clubbing, and yes, excellent seafood," Hasi says, rising with her cigarette in hand, "but you're right that humans don't necessarily have an advantage. I'm always telling people I don't even think 'good' exists."

It's all just shades of grey, in her mind. She straightens her robe, which has begun to slip over one shoulder.

"But now, you know, I'm going to go into my closet and get a few options for you. Are you ready?"