Sage swings by unannounced looking to get tied up for the afternoon. Having other plans I decline but she’s insistent. Relenting, I offer to put her in a bind and leave the key nearby so she can let herself out. As she enjoys struggling in her cuffs she hears a beeping noise and the familiar sound of an automated vacuum. Sage is amused watching it move around her cleaning up the floor. It’s not until it’s too late when she notices it going straight for her key. Scooping it up it soon moves out of reach leaving her trying to catch it. Her foot manages to press the button to send it home which is under the couch and out of her reach.
