Customer service is not his job. He is simply to keep the wares clean, neatly arranged, and sometimes hold three notes for several seconds in succession so potential buyers understand what his voicebank sounds like. When he's needed to do this, he is summoned by one of the human employees about the store, advertising their products and attempting to have visitors leave even emptier on money through the purchase of several extra accessories to go with their intended investment. Other androids are generally no customers, though, and his network picks up on any in the vicinity long before they've passed through the doors.
He's already prepared himself for greeting and folded his cleaning cloth away when the robotic young boy has barely approached him.
" Hello. Are you .. here for business, or ... just passing by? " He can't really imagine the former, in this promotional store. He's simply, lacking a little attention throughout the day, trying to strike up a conversation. image