Tony sat back in his temporary shelter, the front wide open as these places were meant to be temporary in a great climate until another shelter was up and ready to go. To the right of him, in the grass next to the shelter, was a pot-still for the vodka he wanted to distill. Behind him, near the bed, was a tall metallic humanoid robot, powered down.
When he saw Mary approach he was pleased to see the beautiful woman again, and kicked his feet up on his makeshift stool, tilting his brow up as she neared him, then dropped his feet to stand when she neared, shrugging his shoulders, "I like to keep myself busy. I'm good with my hands, shame to rest them too long."
He winked with another chuckle, and then gestured towards a chair near him, "Please, sit. Relax. I really actually can't do any distilling until I have a whole heap of potatoes anyway. But it is nice to see you again, so let's talk."