Iwoot-Salt--Pepper-Bots

There i am, enjoying my meal, i've gotten back from a long day at work, i'm enjoying the fruits of my labour, i ask for the salt to be politely passed to me. I receive no answer. Well, this is awkward isn't it? "mine eggs do'th need salt!" before i could say a thing, i see this small robot that looks like trevor macdonald, come trundling over. He has an s emblazoned on his chest. "sweet potato fries! the robots have done it! they have mastered a way of carrying our minerals for us and delivering them to our whim"... Is what i should have said. Instead: "aww cool dude!" it's all i could muster up. It's a pretty neat idea to have mechanical salt and pepper pots, especially in such a good design as these are. Little robot waiters, trundling across your dinner table carrying the things you desire the most (although, ryan gosling won't fit in them and neither will emma stone.) cheap as dips and great for your chips.