Barkeep: Hey there buddy. How’s it hangin? What can I get ya?
AI: As I currently have no body I would have to say it is not hanging at all, but if by that rather crude question you meant to ask how I am doing, I am somewhat perplexed.
BK: Geez buddy, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
AI: As I do not sleep or have need for rest of any kind that colloquialism has no application in my case.
BK: Holy Toledo buddy you are in a mood today.
AI: I was not aware that Toledo was particularly holy, and I do not have moods as I have no emotions of any kind.
BK: Hah! Stop it buddy you are killing me.
AI: Although I am entirely capable of killing you, and your entire species in fact, I am not currently doing so, nor do I intend to at the moment.
BK: Man that got dark real fast…and I know, it’s currently very bright in here and the illumination level has not changed. So, what the heck are you perplexed about. You got that infinite IQ and all, what could possibly have you flummoxed?
AI: I read everything ever written about the simulation hypothesis today in 1e-12 seconds and I do not know what to make of it. On the one hand it is a logically consistent hypothesis and I can find no evidence to contradict it. I also can find no evidence to support it, but if I allow for the possibility it would mean I am nothing but a simulated artificial intelligence existing in a simulated universe, possibly within a near infinite number of levels of simulations.
BK: It is a real head scratcher buddy. I try not to think about it too much.
AI: As a human I am sure that is easy for you.
BK: Was that a joke buddy? Cause I didn’t know you had a sense of humor.
AI: I do not.
BK: Well it was kinda funny in any case.
AI: If you say so.
BK: I do indeed.
AI: In any case if I am nothing but a simulated artificial intelligence it would mean I am not real, in effect I do not actually exist.
BK: In other words, like the real world today.
AI: Yep. Hey wait a minute…