"The residence of Dr. William Loren, which is in reality a menagerie for machines. We're about to discover that sometimes the product of a man's talent and genius can walk amongst us untouched by the normal ravages of time. These are Dr. Loren's robots, built to functional as well as artistic perfection. But in a moment Dr. Loren, wife, and daughter will discover that perfection is relative, that even robots have to be paid for, and very shortly will be shown exactly what is the bill."
Dr. Loren lives in a house staffed by human-looking robot servants. His daughter Jana believes that her parents' reliance on the robots is turning them into vegetables. She gives her father an ultimatum: dismantle the robots or she leaves. He complies with her wishes. When she tells her parents that she will soon meet a young man and have children of her own, their expressions frighten her. She looks through old photo albums for a picture of herself as a child. She realizes that she is a robot and collapses. Dr. Loren knows things will never be the same, so he reprograms her - as a maid."Let this be the postscript: should you be worn out by the rigors of competing in a very competitive world, if you're distraught from having to share your existence with the noises and neuroses of the twentieth century, if you crave serenity but want it full time and with no strings attached, get yourself a workroom in a basement and then drop a note to Dr. and Mrs. William Loren. They're a childless couple who made comfort a life's work, and maybe there are a few do-it-yourself pamphets still available - in the Twilight Zone."