Jordan knew exactly who he wanted to be his personal AI assistant.
“Hello, Alfred,” he said into his computer.
“Hello, Master Jordan,” a voice responded with an English accent. Jordan had programmed the AI to know everything about Alfred from the Batman universe. Alfred would serve as his Butler.
“Call me Mr. Wayne,” Jordan told the computer. He could not wait to get this AI into action.
“I did not realize you were related, sir,” Alfred, the AI assistant, said. “My apologies.”
“That’s okay, Alfred,” Jordan said. “You’ve seen my to-do list. What do you think I should do first?”
“Have you started planning for that presentation, Mr. Wayne?” Alfred asked.
“No. How do we play this one?” Jordan asked.
“I would play it safe until you know you’ve got them hooked and then surprise them with the grand finale.”
“Great idea. Let me think about that,” Jordan said. “Is there any activity out there I need to be aware of?”
“There’s a robbery going on over on Vine St., but the police have arrived. I see your friend Tyler’s location is moving towards your house.”
“I don’t want to see Tyler. Let’s get out of here,” Jordan said. “Now I wish I had a Bat Cave. Where should I go?”
“I would recommend you go pick up groceries, Mr. Wayne. You can’t work if you have no food.”
“Great idea, Alfred. Order groceries for me.”
“Already done, sir.”
“Thank you. Now, power up the Batmobile, and I’ll go pick them up,” Jordan said.
“Sir, I may be Alfred, but you’re not Batman. You don’t have a Batmobile. The Honda Civic will do just fine.”