"What's a T.O.M. One?" Kal asked his father. The toy whirred and sparkled, waddled in place, and answered, "I haven't won anything yet, but I'll keep trying." Kal's dad chuckled, but Kal was confused. "Is that supposed to be a joke?" The little robot dropped its arms. "I'm sorry, I'll have a better one tom...orr...ohh...ohh...ohh." Kal's dad spit out his drink, erupting with laughter. Kal wiped some spit from his cheek. "I don't think I like these jokes." The toy conceded, "You might like them someday, but only Tom will tell."