" Whatever you say. Just give me three dollars. I can get a nice warm meal for that." Seth handed the money to her and waved her off. As he turned, he...began to slip the vial into his pocket, but something stopped him. Soda or not, poison or no poison, a chance to be with Tiffany was worth the risk. He gulped the vial down. It tasted like cherry soda as it passed through his mouth. Seth shrugged, got in his car, and drove home.* * *About the middle of the night, Seth was awoken by a loud squeak.. ” She was getting louder now. “I haven’t been staring at you either. What makes you think you are so much better than anyone else? We could buy these products somewhere else.” “If you could I wouldn’t be here right now. You need me. I have lowered my price by 60% on this order as a favor to you.” I lowered my voice and continued. “And face it, you cant keep your eyes off of me. If you knew you could you would have let your husband join us. Instead, you came to this little restaurant where I. You have changed the world’s view of oil, so we know the power it has given the Arab world will wane. We have minerals and resources, but we can see that you seek to supplant those as well, so what will remain for our people?” he paused to sip his tea.“We have trained minds and willing spirits, Mister Taylor, that deserve the chance to be unbound from earth and seek a destiny with any great nation. That is what we want, but I know you are a pragmatic man, so I asked myself what you may need.. “An ‘entire’ mile?” she exclaimed in disbelief. “A Val’ba’ra’nay can run at full sprint for maybe ten or fifteen seconds. You must have incredible endurance to be able to run for eight minutes without tiring.”“Oh, we can run for longer than that if we pace ourselves,” he said. “Twenty-five miles is about the standard distance for a marathon. Back in P.T, we used to run twelve miles in three hours with seventy pounds of gear on our backs.”“That’s ... monstrous,” she marveled as she looked him up.