Marital Advice and Lunacy

Who: Cerebrum, Zack, Cubie
Where: The Conference Room
 
>       Cerebrum was contemplating a second pill, but now that he was dealing> with two people instead of sixty-two, he felt more in his realm.  "Ah, so> you're dissatisfied with your family life.  THAT is a fixable problem!">      Zack and Cubie leaned forward.  "What do you suggest?"
"Suicide."
 
"WHAT!"
 
"Oh, did I say that out loud, sorry, I was just trying to think how to get out of my current contract with the JMC," Cerebrum responded. "Anti-lawyers might be fine for getting rid of divorce lawyers, but they're useless when it comes to other legal matters. How I got into this job, I don't know."
 
His treacherous mind brought it back. "Oh yes, I walked into the recruitment center after losing my job, and filled out the recruitment form, thinking the place was a restaurant. Mind you, I thought the recruitment officer was a giant, purple walrus at the time, those were the days before my blue pills."
Cerebrum shook himself out of his reminiscence. "Now, as holograms are not, ah, biologically equipped for children, and I'm not being vitalist, just stating a fact; have you ever considered adoption?" Cerebrum said, leaning back in his chair. Of course they hadn't, why would they consider something that would make his job easier. "The other option is that we go back (or forward) in time, and find a way to make Cubie into a living being rather than a hologram."