Drabble: Nanites for Helen

"The point is that the nanites calculate your optimal visual appearance and then adjust your physiognomy to suit."

Helen studied herself thoughtfully in the gilded mirror.

"Take, that short hair for instance, much more practical for your lifestyle, I should have thought. Yet appropriately stylish for all social occasions. Your previous look, if you don't mind my saying so, lacked a certain refinement."

Helen's smile could have been a simper. Nick Cutter, however, would have backed off cautiously had he seen it.

"And these?" Helen asked, casually thrusting the offending items forward.

"The nanites obviously anticipate they will prove useful."