From robot trader to computer overlord?

The first sign of an impending cataclysm is when a boffin in glasses notices something on his computer screen as he swills from a gallon-sized container of soft drink and distractedly munches a handful of processed carbohydrate.

“Guys come take a look at this.”

He is joined by another boffin. He’s also wearing glasses but you can tell from the cut of his jawline and torso that he’s good-looking enough to feature later on, perhaps dying good-naturedly as he saves the main hero-plus-love-interest from a particularly persistent and (spoiler alert) robotic henchman.

“What is it?” the good-looking boffin asks after briefly playing with an executive toy on the desk. “I don’t know, but it’s spreading fast.”