"FWLS51" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

tickets and one eye on the road.

"Rather amusing, actually," Benton smirked. "I kind of like
the concept. Mitch, old lad, this is top notch work. So what's
the plan in full detail?"

"The 'liner leaves tomorrow," I explained. "We've got three
economy class seats on a five hour flight across the galaxy to
C'atel. We arrive, we take a tour up the Star Scraper -- you
know, that big observation tower in the center of C'atel City?
Anyway, once up there, we climb up to the roof and set this puppy
off. The machine works its magic, the clouds fade away, sunlight
comes in and we can claim to have pulled the best gag of the
entire summer season!"

"Impressive," Jody admitted. "Can't wait to try this out."

*

"Count me out," Jody said, shaking her head. "I'm not
going."

I thought I had planned out every last detail of this
journey. Foreseen all obstacles, all possible problems. But as
mentioned, a blind spot got in the way; Jody didn't want to leave
her rover in an airport parking lot.

"I mean, birds'll crap on it," Jody complained. "That stuff
SETS IN if you don't wash it away. Or maybe someone'll steal it.
I'm not up for a manhunt this time of year to get my car back!
Or worse... if someone doesn't make a turn quick enough and
SCRATCHES THE PAINT."

"She's got a point," Benton said. "*I* wouldn't want to be
around if she came back and found a dent in the rover."

"Jody, if anything happens to the Traffic Smasher, you have
my permission to knock me silly," I promised.

"I'll do worse if my baby gets totalled, Mitch. Count on
that."

"So you'll come along?" I pleaded.

"Well... alright. I don't see why, though. It's not like
you'll need any computers hacked."

"We might. You never know. Now can we get to the gate?
The ship leaves in fifteen minutes," I reminded.