Takeaway Techbots

Living in the heart of the mountain in the dingy confines had done nothing to improve the mad artist Bruyn's social skills. In fact with each passing day his desire for sunlight and human interaction became less and less. Why search out people when he could make his own clockwork companions who would never argue, never contradict and never judge. These mechanised folks would pander to his every whim with a unquestionable emotionless dedication.
But this left him still with a dilemna. And that dilemna was his love of takeway food. Yes that's right, dirigible drive thru was big business in alternate victorian times and the mad artist Bruyn ceratinly did not want to miss out on his value meal deals.
And so another mechanised solution was formed. The Takeaway Techbots joined the rank of his every expanding steam powered army of minions. Their job would to be to go out and fly over hill and dale to find the mad artist's favourite takeaway foods and bring them back to him. With their radical flight capabilities they were also programmed and modified to be efficient queue jumpers.
After all, a hungry mad artist, was an angry mad artist (and having angry and mad in one's title was certainly too extreme and could not be tolerated!)