He’d set it to ‘encourage’. He hated being nagged by inanimate objects. The last straw was the time the lock engaged. One beer, that was all. And the sun was definitely over the yardarm! The relationship had got better since. The panel on the door was showing green which he had to admit made him feel good. His wearable was doubtless having much better conversations with his doctor. The auto-ordering bidding was brisk he noticed as the clock counted down to his order. He looked at last week’s auto-substitutions, on the shelf, still uneaten. Why were they all one brand?