In a hotel, there is a sitting room filled with animatronic puppets done in burnt umber and cloth like skin, having conversations amongst themselves when people pass through the room.
So I walk up to one that hasn't responded in a few minuites, and am about to touch its cheek
when it's eyes click over to me and lock with mine.
it mouths the words "I'm a machine" while making a wind up motion with its hands
and I back up and reply "I know, but that's the creepiest automated response I've ever seen"
and it nods
then goes quiet.