That wasn't my only sexual (or sexual-ish) encounter in Night City during my playthrough, though. The next time things got a bit steamy was in Clouds, a high-tech brothel-type establishment that the story's twists and turns led me to. Clouds employs human sex workers, but they're referred to as "dolls"--they use specialized software in their cybernetic implants that allow them to give up control of their bodies to, apparently, an AI program. The idea is that the Clouds system scans you, chooses a doll for you, and then fulfills your deep-seated desires, including things you might not even be consciously aware of. The dolls also don't remember what happens in the sessions, adding an extra layer of security for those seeking discretion--or depravity.
Posing as a customer to get inside and find some information, I signed up. After I chose a safe word (uh-oh), the system picked a male and a female doll for me, Angel and Skye, and showed portraits of each. When the clerk asked which I would like, I immediately forgot which name applied to which person.
I picked Angel and found myself in a small room and a pink-haired man who invited me to sit on the bed.
Angel, under the control of the AI, started talking with V about what he wants most--but, interestingly, not in a "what would you like me to do to you" kind of way, but in an existential "what do you want out of life in Night City" kind of way. You can end the encounter by invoking your safe word to get on with your investigation, but Angel was really prying into V's heart in an unexpected way. As we spoke, V and Angel both laid back on the bed.
It never went any further than Angel laying a hand on V's, but it was a surprisingly intimate scene that got into some of V's drives and fears as a character. It seemed that the algorithm had determined that what V really needed wasn't a chance to boink, but someone to listen to him a bit while holding hands.