Fade in. We're on Mars, it's 2035. Great Leader Elon Musk has given us stimulus checks of 50 Dogecoin. You are scrolling through the dating app Cratr with the tagline, "your crater or mine?" because everyone lives in those fuckers. You decide to spend a portion of your DogeCheck on a nice fembot who hails from a good family in Neo York City. There are lasers. The end.