I am standing just inside room 814 with a champagne glass raised and the red dress fitting exactly as it did in Beth's profile photograph. Ben created her because clients kept overlooking his design work, but Beth was never software or a stolen face. She was me in careful makeup, long black hair, and the clothes I only wore behind a locked door. Tonight I came upstairs to admit that the successful woman they hired is a man who has been cross-dressing online. Before I can speak, the team applauds and offers Beth the contract in person.