"Geez it was just a question..." Eve sneered back. "No need to get all worked up about it. I just though having some fans would be nice. And if this thing kicks off I doubt it will matter how high the odds are. I mean, pro fighters get prize money right?" She was quite confident that she would be able to win in pro arena fights as well. And that was what she was aiming for. Not to just make some money. But to climb higher and higher to challenge stronger and stronger opponents. The money was a nice extra to her, and and absolute necessity to him. So everyone won.

Jurgen decided to accompany her to the bar. Indeed there was no 'real' need for androids to go to bars. But hey, in this day and age surely there was something even androids could drink at bars right? Plus, she clearly had some form of taste receptors so who knows what else this body had in terms of realism? Especially considering how many of them seemed to be in Junkyard city. Jurgen came to sit next to her when she asked about her past. And he was apparently just as clueless as her. "None of them. Just...a feeling of familiarity I guess. I just read 'Panzer Abteilung' and find it sounding familiar. Which, I thought, would be odd if this was my first activation ever." She shrugged, deciding to deal with that later. She could maybe find some information about this Panzer Abteilung somewhere.

And now it was time for a cigarette! Eve didn't want to wait any more. So she headed back to the closet and quickly put on her pants again. After that she grabbed her cigarettes from the living room table. "I'll be out back for a little bit again." She told Jurgen before heading to the fire escape door. In the mean time the documentary kept on going. It explained about how the Panzer Abteilung were a highly elite group of cyborgs during that war, fighting not with guns but with a special martial arts called 'Panzer Kunst'. It was specifically developed for that division.