Amy walks up to me and holds her phone out. From the phone, a monotone voice greets me by name and states that I'm a "loser brother" or something. Amy bursts out laughing.
Amy: Isn't that cool?
Me: That your phone has text-to-speech?
Amy: No, that I can type something, and it will say it out loud.
Me: Yeah, text-to-speech.
Amy: I don't know what that is.
Me: It's not a fancy term or anything. I don't think there could be a clearer name.
Amy: Whatever.
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