This fascination was not shared by many others who preferred to just use tech. When he started talking about "quantum tunnels" and "causality linkages... most people's eyes started to glaze over. He had remembered reading an old, pre-Diaspora essay from somebody named Clarke that said, "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." That's what the comm seemed to most people, magic - BFM.James looked over at Tarra who was standing close, listening to him reassure his ship. When she walked in the room she took a deep breath. "I guess you were right, it is a little revealing, but for sunbathing it will be all right. Like I said though, it's for when you sunbathe. You dad will shoot me for buying it, and you'll drive you brother crazy. So don't wear it around either of them."As soon as Kathy let the room Megan quickly picked up her phone and called her friend Ashley."Hello." Ashley, it Megan. You're not going to believe this, but my mother took me shopping for a new. “You ever met my cook John?” she asked.“I have waved at him now and then,” I admitted.“Well John agreed to start making food now for the dinner after work. That gives him three days to cook all the food here in my kitchen. How many people you planning on?” she asked.“No more than ten of us, but how many do you expect just to show up looking for a meal?” I asked.“It’s more complicated than that. John has got a wife and three kids, I got a couple of grown kids, And some of the rest of my staff. He shook his head. "There's no girlfriend. There's no one, why would anyone be interested in..." Tom started."someone who is gay?" I blurted out.He flinched, but didn't move away from me. Instead he put his own beer bottle on the table.Tom Welling stared at me, my eyes back at him, wondering who was going to break this silence.Then he nodded. "Yes, I am gay." Tom whispered. I smiled, for he had just confirmed my thoughts about him."What's so funny?" he asked me. "I'm gay too." I told him.Once.