Gloria sat listening to a load of technical information. What she wanted was to get on with the practical bit.
“So we have implanted a right optical apparatus from one of our S-73 droids to replace the eye you lost in the accident,” the Cyberoptometrist concluded.
“What do I do now?” Gloria asked with a little too much impatience.
The man walked to the far side of the room and held up a old style personal communications device.
“Keeping your right eye closed,” he instructed, “I would like to know how many images of yourself you can see.”
“Excuse me?” she challenged.
“Sorry. Look into the device you should see an image of yourself. In the glasses you should see your reflection. In the reflected image there should be another reflection visible. How many images of yourself can you count?”
She struggled at the distance and tried to count the increasingly shrinking images.
“Four, but only three clearly,” she responded.
“Now with the right eye,” he instructed.
Gloria sat quietly for quite some time, then announced, “Seventy-three clearly, and eight more as shrinking dots.”
“Excellent,” the CyberOpt said, impressed with his own work.