Isabella also hires ticket-takers, gives them little pots of ink to verify the authenticity of the passes she handed out, and opens the Los Angeles - New York route for the employees of her three companies of choice and anyone who shells out a cool fifteen thousand dollars per round trip (ten K for a one-way). This is steep, but it's within an order of magnitude of what people sometimes pay for short-notice first-class cross-country flights - with less novelty and more hassle. Albeit she doesn't supply inflight meals. She expects to have to raise the price when more people hear about it in response to volume and then be able to drop it again.
By the time the thing has been open for a few days she's fired and replaced one ticket-taker and the others have settled into a routine that she's willing to try out leaving unsupervised for awhile.
If Adarin's up for some up close and personal planet shopping and his results suggest it'll go well, anyway.
He peers inside! Is there anything possibly dangerous? Does he need to get defensive of Isabella and put up a shield?
"I'm designating you Wisteria," Isabella tells this one, since Rosie hasn't followed them in.
"UNDERSTOOD" says Wisteria.
"Show us where the commands to the robots get issued."
"THIS IS NOT AUTHORIZED" says Wisteria.
"Okay... Adarin, what do you think, field-promotion or is there still a reason that might be a bad idea?"
Adarin switches languages, then just asks bluntly, "Wisteria, are you sentient?"
"UNITS ARE PROGRAMMED TO RESPOND DYNAMICALLY TO NOVEL INPUT FOR CORRECT DECISION-MAKING ON BEHALF OF NOBLE NNSARXPH"
Head-tilt. Okay, that's... Kinda intelligence? Sort of? "Do you have opinions on things? If something broke you, would you feel anything about it?"
"UNITS ARE PROGRAMMED TO SELF-SACRIFICE FOR STRATEGIC OBJECTIVES OR TO ENABLE THE FIELD MAINTENANCE OF OTHER UNITS - UNDER OTHER CIRCUMSTANCES PRESERVATION OF UNITS IS WORTHWHILE"
"Do you have preferences about things? Is there something you prefer doing over other things?"
"IN THE ABSENCE OF MISSIONS UNITS REMAIN AT THEIR MOST RECENTLY ORDERED POSTS EXCEPT WHEN RENDEZVOUS FOR CANNIBALIZATION IS NECESSARY OR TO REPLACE A UNIT AT A MORE HIGHLY PRIORITIZED LOCATION WHICH HAS BEEN DESTROYED" says Wisteria.
"That's really not helpful," mutters Adarin in English. Then, back to addressing Wisteria. "Is there anything you would like to do as a unit? A goal to accomplish?"
"I think it's correcting your assumption that it matters which robot we're talking to," says Isabella.
Clear poor abused throat, then, "Wisteria, if you were destroyed, would your - programs remain intact somewhere else?"
"So it's like they're one shared distributed organism, not like there are nine hundred eighty-eight of them."
In the throat-abuser: "Do you have an opinion on something changing your programming?"
"THE PROGRAMMING DIRECTIVES ISSUED FROM THE COMMAND CENTER AUTHORIZED BY THE HIGHEST RANKING MEMBER OF THE MILITARY OF THE NOBLE NNSARXPH WILL BE OBEYED"
"Yes, but what if - what if it gave an order that doesn't make sense to your current programming?"
Adarin sighs. "If one robot were destroyed - is anything lost? Aside from the unit itself, anything like programs, memories - anything?"
"DATA WHICH WAS NOT YET BROUGHT INTO THE NETWORK DUE TO DELAYED CONNECTIVITY OR LOSS OF COMMUNICATIONS EQUIPMENT MAY BE LOST"
"Right," he says in English. "Okay, so - I have no moral problems with you taking over the robots, they don't seem to have intelligence or self-awareness, but um... Please treat them nicely?"
"NO"
Isabella pats it on the head.
"Yup! Have fun with your lovely robot army, I'll keep poking them for sentience but I highly doubt it at this point."