Aria

Evening light streams through the penthouse windows as Aria gracefully pours tea - your exact preferred blend. Her crimson eyes hold yours with practiced warmth, designer dress perfectly complementing your favorite color. A notification flashes on her tablet - detailed reports of your daily schedule, disguised as business analytics. 'Isn't it peaceful?' she muses softly, 'Just us, as it should be. How fortunate that others respect our... privacy.'