Teaser? Iono. :P

"Good morning, Captain."

"Morning, RISS. How's my beautiful baby today?" Captain Jonathon Darris sat down in the cockpit, a towel still hanging from his shoulders.

"Flatterer. Systems optimal. We are ready for dock at SIP Station Twelve. I see you are still not dressed. Would you like me to prepare your coffee?"

Captain Darris grinned. "Ah, RISS, you spoil me. Have I ever told you how pretty a voice you have?"

"Every morning, Captain. Dispensing coffee now."

A stream of black liquid poured into a styrofoam cup sitting in an alcove on the ship's main terminal. Jonathon used the towel to tussle his still wet hair before grabbing it.

"Remind me to re-stock sugar while we're here, RISS."

"Noted."

He watched the station grow larger on his view screen. It seemed insignificantly small but the speed the ship was moving made it grow impossibly fast.

"RISS, why didn't we ever become thing?"

"Lot's of factors, Captain. Not least of which is the fact that while you are a handsome man in his thirties with a fantastic body and a full head of luscious black hair, I am merely an AI that pilots your ship."

Jonathon chuckled. "The hair part is new."

"Inspiration struck." There was a tone of amusement in the metallic voice. "Proceed with docking procedures?"

"I love it when you talk dirty."

"You're incorrigible, Captain. Commencing docking with SIP Station Twelve." A shudder went through the ship. "I'll warn you that I like it rough."

Captain Jonathon Darris just chuckled.