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Douglas Adams' Starship Titanic
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'I don't think you quite appreciate who Gloria Stanley is...' Dan decided to change tack.'I don't give a stuff who "Gloria Stanley" is,' said the Deskbot suddenly and rather surprisingly. 'I can only upgrade you if you pay in advance with a Galactic Gold Card.''Oh, let it go,' muttered Nettle, who hated this sort of thing.'Look,' said Lucy in her best lawyer's conciliatory tone, 'there must be some way you could organize an upgrade for us. We're valuable customers.'The Deskbot seemed to do a quick check this time on a small screen set in the desk. 'Super Galactic Traveller Class - Complimentary,' it read. 'You're on free tickets?!''Exactly! We're valued customers! Celebrities!' Dan had thrown caution to the wind. But the Deskbot shook its shade. If it had had a lip, it would have curled.'I'm sorry, there is absolutely nothing I can do. You simply cannot upgrade to First Class from Super Galactic Traveller Class - let alone on a complimentary ticket. Perhaps if you were Second Class I could do something.''Look!' said Nettie to the desk light 'We don't care what class we travel.''I do!' said Dan.'So do I!' exclaimed Lucy.'All we want to do,' Nettle continued, 'is talk to the Captain. Can you put us through to him?''I have no means of contacting the Captain,' replied the Deskbot. 'And, in any case, it is against company policy to allow Super Galactic Class Travellers - especially complimentary ones - access to any of the senior officers.''God!' muttered Nettle to the other two. 'I can't stand this sort of thing. There must be some way of getting through to the Captain.''How can we get reassigned to Second Class?' Lucy knew now that Dan was well and truly in the grip of that most powerful force known to man - the desire for a free upgrade. Nothing could stop him.'That, surely can't be too much to ask?' Dan was halfway between whining and cajoling.The Deskbot started to look earnestly at the ceiling.That's a pretty shade you're wearing.' Lucy had decided to try another approach.
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Douglas Adams' Starship Titanic
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'I don't think you quite appreciate who Gloria Stanley is...' Dan decided to change tack.'I don't give a stuff who "Gloria Stanley" is,' said the Deskbot suddenly and rather surprisingly. 'I can only upgrade you if you pay in advance with a Galactic Gold Card.''Oh, let it go,' muttered Nettle, who hated this sort of thing.'Look,' said Lucy in her best lawyer's conciliatory tone, 'there must be some way you could organize an upgrade for us. We're valuable customers.'The Deskbot seemed to do a quick check this time on a small screen set in the desk. 'Super Galactic Traveller Class - Complimentary,' it read. 'You're on free tickets?!''Exactly! We're valued customers! Celebrities!' Dan had thrown caution to the wind. But the Deskbot shook its shade. If it had had a lip, it would have curled.'I'm sorry, there is absolutely nothing I can do. You simply cannot upgrade to First Class from Super Galactic Traveller Class - let alone on a complimentary ticket. Perhaps if you were Second Class I could do something.''Look!' said Nettie to the desk light 'We don't care what class we travel.''I do!' said Dan.'So do I!' exclaimed Lucy.'All we want to do,' Nettle continued, 'is talk to the Captain. Can you put us through to him?''I have no means of contacting the Captain,' replied the Deskbot. 'And, in any case, it is against company policy to allow Super Galactic Class Travellers - especially complimentary ones - access to any of the senior officers.''God!' muttered Nettle to the other two. 'I can't stand this sort of thing. There must be some way of getting through to the Captain.''How can we get reassigned to Second Class?' Lucy knew now that Dan was well and truly in the grip of that most powerful force known to man - the desire for a free upgrade. Nothing could stop him.'That, surely can't be too much to ask?' Dan was halfway between whining and cajoling.The Deskbot started to look earnestly at the ceiling.That's a pretty shade you're wearing.' Lucy had decided to try another approach.
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