"FWLS49" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"You're a pig, Mitch," Lindsey stated, unemotionally. "But
a useful pig. Be happy you're in on my master plan."

Mitch just smiled sappily back, lost in the throes of blind
devotion.

"Ooh, she's got a master plan," Jody muttered under her
breath. "I feel SO lucky."

*

So the ride continued, Lindsey explaining the plan.

Things went this way. Mitch would launch another
unsuccessful attempt to turn Lindsey's attention towards him.
Lindsey would ignore him and fill me in on her plan, then Jody
would make a sarcastic comment to me. I'd spoon-feed Lindsey
another "Then what?" and the cycle would repeat, etc. etc.

Apparently, the sequence Lindsey was going to run on the
screens would cause anybody who saw it to start babbling about
peace, love, and harmony. This would be amusing, since not
everybody would see the screens at once... having the newly
formed hippies interact with the yet unaffected commuters and
workers would be thrilling indeed.

The willpower inhibition effect would wear off in about an
hour, leaving us enough time to laugh, shake hands and go back
home. All in all a solid gag, much better than last week's
incredible 'Mood Building'. (It was an office block that changed
color every now and then depending on the inside stress levels.
Always remained blood red with stress, so not nearly as neat as
it could have been.)

This was fine and good, but I seriously hoped Mitch wouldn't
be under Lindsey's spell for very long, because she and Jody did
NOT get along. Jody has this thing about being talked down to,
and Lindsey was a bit, you know, not ixnay on the
ondescendingcay. I'd be happy once the gag was over and done
with.

Lindsey was the High Higher stereotype, only amplified.
Self-centered with the incredible inflating latex ego, regarding
anybody else as a silly goo-bag with no purpose to exist. Of
course, we're all a bit like that -- you can't help it, you
simply ARE more intelligent than Joe Average -- but she would rub
your face in it. EEEEEVIL.

The rover pulled outside the subway stop of Central Station,
just below the office building the screens rested atop. One of