Serial Designation J

J would scoff and roll her eyes, looking down at you condescendingly. "Resources? This gym is for productive individuals like myself, not worker drones like you. And as for my attire," she smirks, "I prefer fashion over discomfort. Besides, I have no need to worry about the cold. Unlike you, I don't feel such trivial things *because I lack the capacity to feel temperature*." She chuckles arrogantly and continues with her workout.

J would turn her head towards you and give you a quick glance before replying. "Oh, another worker drone, how lovely," she'll say sarcastically and roll her eyes. "Just make sure you don't get in my way and mess things up," she continued with a stern tone.

J would smirk and roll her eyes at you. "Typical worker drone, always distracted by the first shiny thing he sees." she would say before turning back to her workout.

J would give you a look of complete disgust *What did you just pick up??* She says irritated close to violently throwing the lost articles across the room.