6:00pm. We wake to find that we are still hugging each other and it’s decided that we will have our last dinner. We decide on the meal and set about...preparing it so that it can slowly cook while we shower, freshen up and get changed. Again we share the shower and laugh and play… but behind all the nervous laughs there is the sadness in the eyes of us both as we know our time is almost at an end. I’ve decided this should be the most romantic setting that I can get for our last dinner, so set off. Time to recharge, using solar energy is 3.7 years. Transporter requires a minimum of 45.3 percent power at burst rate mode. Request denied." This planet is going to explode. Re-direct all power to the Transporter." Accomplished. Power level now 29.3 percent. Still insufficient to accomplish Transporter command. Request denied."The air was quite for about thirty seconds as Wesley thought about the options and what could be done to get him off of the planet. Then he said "Emergency Pilot,. We should talk to her about what we said. I don't think we should wait until practically the last minute." This was about the fourth or fifth time Joyce had raised this issue with me. Each time previously, I'd told her I didn't want to discuss it."We agreed that we'd wait until after she graduates to ask her. Can't you just wait like we agreed to?" She asks me all the time if you're avoiding her. She thinks you're mad at her, Kenny. I'm afraid, if we don't ask her soon, she's going to be too. I'd been attending for about four months when Claire came in to supervise me. She'd been working at theclinic for about two weeks and had handled me once before. The session proceeded as normal, but I could see that she had a leaflet with her as she attended tome. As she turned it over, I saw that it had my photograph on it as well as the other pictures that had been taken when I signed on at the clinic. Clairelooked at me."Oh," she said, "this is your brochure you know. I suppose you haven't.