I once had a girlfriend like Siri.
What she lacked in height, she made up for in a deep and abiding smart-alecness (or should that be smart-Alicianess?) that was, in its way, very fetching.
At least, at first.
But sometimes, I just wanted her to show some other human aspects. A little romance, perhaps. A touch of spontaneity. A tear or two, once in awhile.
Sadly, this wasn't to be. She had facts. She had a few very good jokes. She had some resentment about lies her mother had told her. And that was it.