The jig was definitely up. I certainly couldn't trust them to keep this from Rita and Anita. I needed to come up with a plan. I mulled it over, but no...ideas came to mind. I ordered another drink. I wanted to get drunk in the worst way all of a sudden. As soon as the waitress brought my beer over I ordered another one. (And that was only the beginning.)Some time later Pat came strolling in with some others. I watched her drunkenly for a while as she sat at the bar. I wanted to be with her, but. He was paying schedule rates for all the small fish. For game fish, such as the mahi-mahi, he would pay a bit extra. The down side was that he wanted some grease. That was the packaged tuna steaks. Sushimi grade tuna can go past $50 a pound. The tuna may not have been that good, but it was still a big bribe.As I did my shopping, Don filled me in on some of the legal realities of commercial fishing. Complicated stuff. He was operating on the fringe, without a license. The sad thing was that he. Trin’s eyes snapped open and Violet spoke: ‘What?’ ‘Oh shit,’ Trin said. ‘What?’ Violet asked again. Trin pointed toward the open door. ‘Oh shit,’ Violet said. Trin scrambled for clothing, pulling on a skirt and t-shirt and rooting for her keys. She looked back and found Violet had not moved. ‘Well? Co’mon, we gotta find him,’ Trin stated. ‘No. He needs his time, just like you did, just like I did. He has to think about it. We’ve sorta become normal, you know? To each other, I mean.’ Trin. If he wasn't so exhausted, he was sure he'd be more amazed by what was occurring around him.The passenger carrier came to a bouncing rest in the low gravity of the poles. If it weren't for the gravity plating beneath the surface here at the depot, everything that wasn't secured would either float away or roll down (up?) toward the equator.Both Northern and Southern depots were, in essence, giant spaceships imbedded into the inner surface. They even had magnetic drives that could, if used in.