The rest of the Reaver Council was sent off to sort out their assistants, while Max sat in a chair, sipping a milkshake and listening to their thoughts. Some of them were quite interesting with their ideas about what the perfect assistant would be, but most of them were more concerned about what the others would think if they came back with something strange.
Mary had picked the appearance of a loli Innu, so the standard wasn't very high to keep things somewhat normal, but even then, if they messed up the personality, all the other AI units would know, and that would surely get back to the rest of the Council.
Max thought that they were overthinking it too much. The rest of the council already knew who the perverts, oddballs and closeted weirdos were. Even if they showed up with a succubus in a bondage outfit, it probably wouldn't be a surprise to anyone else in the room.