The woman stepped back. The bellows sighed. The party continued.
The ballroom was silent except for the soft, hydraulic hiss of polished chrome pistons. Velvet ropes cordoned off the center of the floor, where a single spotlight fell upon a rotating dais. House Of Gord Dollmaker
“Would you like a closer look?” the Dollmaker asked. “I have another piece in the workshop. One that smiles.” The woman stepped back