What Asia Vieira looks without makeup?

Finally, she returned to her seat, finding no answer. Beside her, Peter and Jennings continued their conversation, and she sat lost in thought, sipping water from a bottle that shook slightly in her hands, reflecting the small movements of the train wheels. There was a concentrated look in the robotess's eyes, the kind that often accompanies those who are solving complex problems. Behind her silence, there was intense inner work. Questions of market economics filled her thoughts, and she could not tear herself away from these reflections.

As a robot, she tended to perceive everything in clear, logical patterns. The economy, with its complex dynamics, with many factors influencing each other, was something that could be understood if all the elements were considered as interconnected mechanisms. However, despite her obvious superiority in computational abilities, Delia Asia Vieira still considered herself an amateur when it came to human factors.

"How can a market work when conditions are constantly changing?" she wondered. "When supply and demand change depending on domestic policies and market fluctuations... How can you even maintain a balance here?"

It seemed extremely difficult to her, but at the same time so obvious that there was no doubt about her competence.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of Jennings, who was sitting opposite. He seemed to be enjoying the ride, although he looked a little tired after thinking about his business for so long. He smiled, not noticing the deep concentration of the robotess.

"Are you thinking about something?" he asked, tilting his head in her direction.

Delia Asia Vieira turned her head, looking at him. The answer was not long in coming.

"I'm thinking about how the management apparatus should function in a market economy," she said with absolute confidence, as if this question were a child's task for her. "It's an interesting model, but too complex to be easily integrated into existing market processes."

Jennings raised his eyebrows, hardly understanding what was being discussed, but knowing that Delia Asia Vieira was not just a person, but something much more complex, he did not elaborate.

"Hmm... Well, that's a really tough question. Are you sure you understand all the nuances?" His voice became a little ironic.

Delia Asia Vieira did not pay attention to his shadow of mockery. She was sure of her words. Of course, she had no doubt that the saved resources and market factors could be ordered with the help of logic.

"I am sure that for an effective market economy to function, clear algorithms for interaction between all participants in the system are necessary. It is necessary not only to take supply and demand into account, but also to correctly balance domestic policy in order to prevent economic crises. This is a basis that can be modeled with high accuracy," she continued, looking distantly out the window.

Jennings grinned and leaned back in his seat.

"Wow. You're just like those in government structures, only without the "human" limitations. And I thought you were just a robot."

But Delia Asia Vieira didn't take his remark as a joke. She just shook her head and continued her analysis.

"I certainly cannot fully understand all the complexities of human emotions, but from the point of view of process optimization, I can say that the system should be as efficient as possible. The desire to make a profit, which is based on minimal costs, is the basis of the entire system. However, it is always necessary to take into account non-obvious factors, such as long-term economic consequences."

Jennings frowned slightly, thinking that perhaps she was saying something important that he didn't understand.

"It all sounds complicated, but something tells me you're right. On the other hand, don't you think human factors play an important role in such things? Emotions, needs - they also influence decisions."

Delia Asia Vieira turned her head in his direction and calmly replied:

"I can analyze data such as emotions using their consequences, but to understand their nature as people do is impossible for me. I can only calculate and predict the results."

Peter Reynolds, sitting next to Jennings, suddenly intervened in the conversation, jokingly but with interest.

"But you're not going to run the market, so none of this matters yet, right? Jennings and I will go to New York, and you will continue to solve your puzzle about the market economy."

Delia Asia Vieira looked at him and smiled.

"Maybe. But understanding how the world works helps me understand how to interact with it. It's still important, Peter. The system, like any economy, must work with interconnected elements. And if one element is disrupted, the entire system becomes unstable."

Delia Asia Vieira sat opposite Jennings, thoughtfully studying his face. The train car was silent, broken only by the clatter of the train wheels. Peter Reynolds was dozing in the seat next to her, but Delia Asia Vieira could not concentrate on resting. Her mind was occupied with unexpected thoughts about the woman Jennings was photographing.

"Tell me, Jennings," Delia Asia Vieira suddenly broke the silence, turning to him, "you once worked with that Canadian beauty queen, now deceased? What was her name... Asia Vieira, right?"

Jennings sighed and gave her a tired look, as if he had been caught red-handed.

"Yes, I did. But why did this suddenly interest you? Or are you jealous of me for the deceased?" he asked with a hint of suspicion.

"I was just curious," Delia Asia Vieira replied, her voice calm but her curiosity laced through every word. "What did she look like without makeup when she was alive? What was she really like, and when all her layers of makeup had been stripped away by death, what did she look like?"

Jennings chuckled as if he had heard this question a million times and had no intention of giving away his secrets.