As I walked the two blocks back to the restaurant, I muttered to myself that this seafood restaurant had better be excellent, or I would be motivated ...o tie Gilbert to a lamppost and flog the shit out of him.I saw Gilbert in the bar. He'd been waiting for a half hour, and he was perceptive enough not to say anything about my being late. He bought me a drink and we relaxed at the bar waiting for a table. His hair was much longer than in the picture, down past his shoulders. He didn't sound that. The local AI did not have any idea for this lack of popularity.Any long distance traveling was done by personal vehicle, and that was the explanation for the grid of major highways. Sometime soon, I wanted to investigate these flying machines in detail. Potentially, they could offer a great source of transportation for exploration. God knows, we needed to explore this land that we had inherited.Dammit, that reminded me to ask the local AI for a picture of the surface of the moon. Examination of. I'm not sure what I'll do from there, but I'm sure I can think of something between now and then. The biggest challenge is getting Claire out of the house without her phone. She carries it around her all the time, not only because she's addicted to it, but because she wants me to know her control. I can't really call any of my friends to help out either because they won't recognize my voice. I'm getting close to setting off a fire alarm or something, I can't spend my whole life with this. Besides, if it happens, Pandora's box will be thrown wide open." Honey," Frank said gently, "I think the top of the box was blown off long ago. The only problem I see is that they will think that the have to do it." I told Lindsey to be very, very sure that none of them think that," Julia assured him. "What do the rest of you think?" My guess is that besides the impact on the poor girl, you are dying to see what happens from an experimental perspective," Paul said."Paul!" Julia exclaimed in.