“Hey Meta, take a photo,” I say to no one in particular. I hear a sound prompt from the little speakers cleverly hidden into the arms. I can already imagine the bemused stares.
When my wife finally got her hands on them (after a considerable amount of pleading on my part), her reaction was a mix of amusement and practicality. “They’re certainly smarter than your last Boba Fett purchase,” she quipped.
