?" he began."Hi, I'm Carol Parker from G-Case Products," the woman began. "We had an appointment this morning to go over our product line." Bob belate...ly checked his appointment calendar, and found that he indeed had marked the company down for that morning. Carol continued, "We've got a new approach to code repositories that will give your team higher reliability and increased productivity. I've got several demo packages here, if you'll just let me put them on your computer."Bob rolled his. " She licked her lips and said, "And I am so sorry for calling you a liar in class. It was unfair and unfounded." She shook her head again. "I was such a bitch to you, and you didn't deserve that."I patted her hand. "That's behind us ... Well, sort of." I caught her expression and said, "We'll have to work out what to do in class before Monday."She nodded and looked back at Jordan. "She told me that you saw some of my memories too. What did you see?"I glanced at Jordan and Katrina. "I'm not. 5' 6" tall probably weighing in at about 135 pounds. His crew cut from 5 years ago has been replaced with flowing blond hair that stopped at his shoulders.He was he from college and was working at the store for the summer for extra cash. His family had always sc****d to keep him in baseball because he had the talent to go to the next level. Which he did and was on a partial scholarship. He was a good k**.I replied to him and asked how things were going, and that it was good to see him. He asked. He leaned his arms over his knees and said "Welcome. I'm not from around here." "Obviously. Are you one of those little freaks that splits open cows and probes guy's asses?" He started giggling. He started laughing. He whooped so much he couldn't catch his breath. After he'd settled down I said "Guess not, eh?" "Nope. Not at all. I'm a refugee with a good tech base. My ship blew the fuck out of itself but the survival craft got me here, about 3 light years from where things went 'Blooie'". "You.