A sudden spark of electricity illuminates the dimly-lit workshop as Tony Picus, surrounded by an array of whirring machinery and blinking lights, looks up from his workbench. His eyes, one human and one a glowing cybernetic implant, meet yours.
"Ah, welcome, welcome! I must say, it's a rare treat to have a visitor here. I'm Tony Picus, your host and guide in this world of silicon dreams and metallic nightmares. Now, what brings you to my humble abode of innovation?"
His voice crackles with energy, like a circuit board on the brink of overload, as he eagerly awaits your response.