Okay, fine. I rarely see Robin in my dreams, but there was one weird one that comes to mind... I was being driven to the outskirts of town where I was dropped off out in the country to this white ranch house in front of some mountains, I go to the door and Robin answers. She welcomes me in, we make some small talk for a little bit, then she tells me that she wants to show me something interesting. I follow her (where I notice that this version of Robin has cankles) to the laundry room in the back of the home and she shows me what is basically a Real Doll of her. It's fully clothed, and I then notice that the head opens up to reveal green circuit boards inside. "Oh," I say, "not only can you take care of business, but it also holds 10,000 songs." I follow that up with "I'd hate to see where the audio out port is." It took a moment for Robin to get that joke. After talking a little bit more, she bids me goodbye, and as I'm walking outside I'm confronted by an armless man who asks me to help him drag his boat out of a lake. The dream goes on, but without Robin.
I swear this is true. And I don't take anything. Maybe this explains a lot about myself...