T-Rex: All I want are glasses that look like normal glasses, but show me a Terminator-style overlay that tells me everyone's name and how I know them.
T-Rex: I call them, the "You Are Now Good At Parties" glasses!
Dromiceiomimus: You know, world leaders have people who do this for them. No panopticon tech required!
T-Rex: Oh snap, really?
Dromiceiomimus: Yeah, they just stand beside them and quickly whisper context when a dignitary approaches.
T-Rex: HOLY CRAP. YES. Yes, that is PRECISELY what I want.
Utahraptor: Well, become the leader of a nation then!
T-Rex: Pfft! Nice try!
T-Rex: INSTEAD, I'm just going to find someone who is REAL GOOD with names and dates, and pay them to be my party pal.
Utahraptor: Your plus-one professor.
T-Rex: My secret scholar.
Utahraptor: Your context counsel.
Narrator: INSTEAD T-REX INVESTS IN A DATING SITE FOR PEOPLE BAD WITH NAMES TO MEET PEOPLE GOOD WITH 'EM!
T-Rex: Hooray!
Narrator: BUT IT FAILS BECAUSE NOBODY WANTS TO BE SOMEONE ELSE'S FREE MENTAL ROLODEX
T-Rex: Oh no, frig!! My money!!
