"Ray Vukcevich - Fired" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vukcevich Ray)reaction. Maybe he hadnтАЩt heard her right. Maybe she had an accent. SheтАЩd be from some exotic locale
on Earth or Mars, somewhere no one ever went who didnтАЩt have a lot of money or wasnтАЩt sweeping up or serving little sandwiches and tea and now she was up here slumming and looking for a spaceman but she couldnтАЩt know much about spacesuits if she thought they could both get into one much less do anything once inside. He was tempted to look at the fire woman with his тАЬother eye,тАЭ but that would mean he was done here. Looking at the sad underbelly of the bar and the people in it unaided by augmentation would end any fantasy he might get going. HeтАЩd made that mistake more that a few times-the worst was probably the Amazon Queen who turned out to be a little old guy who might have gotten small inside suddenly, since his exterior draped around his frame like a cloth double-bass bag around a cello. Looking had spoiled the mood. So John didnтАЩt look at her with his other eye. Instead, he rolled out his own practiced line like a jet fighter ready to zoom off into the sky and shoot down many objections she might have against coming back to his humble spaceman quarters with him. Of course, if she wanted to go off and do it in a spacesuit, she might not have any objections anyway, but he had been working on this line for a long time, so he said, тАЬSo tell me, whatтАЩs your favorite moon of Jupiter?тАЭ тАЬYou ever do it in a spacesuit, booby?тАЭ Well, she was nothing if not single-minded. тАЬI donтАЩt think thatтАЩs possible,тАЭ he said. тАЬMy name is John.тАЭ He thumped his chest. тАЬMe John. You . . . ?тАЭ тАЬOh,тАЭ she said. тАЬPam.тАЭ Oh, sure, Pam the fire woman from some place where people spoke the universal language with an accent. тАЬWell, Pam, there are lots of things we can do without spacesuits.тАЭ тАЬYes,тАЭ she said. тАЬShow me your spacesuit.тАЭ тАЬYou want a tour? You looking to see some of the places the tourists donтАЩt usually get to go? I think that could be arranged.тАЭ Why not? Escort her around a little, see some safe sights, and end up back at his place. тАЬYes, letтАЩs go!тАЭ she said, and somehow she was standing without ever stopping sitting. It was like someone threw a couple of sticks on her fire. John tossed down the rest of his drink and got up. He made a crook of his arm so she might take it, but she said, тАЬNot yet.тАЭ тАЬThis way,тАЭ he said and walked for the door. |
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