You come waltzing in here with a Tupperware tub.”“What do you mean, ‘last bucket’?” Jay asked.“I sort of misspoke,” Randal answered, “...ut we need to be more circumspect in putting these on the market. Like I said before, rarity keeps the prices up ... As long as we don’t hit the market with several of THESE,” he said, pointing to that coin again, “we’re okay. Sell too many, too fast, and we kill the goose that lays the golden egg. By overfeeding it.”“I see,” Jay said, glancing at me.“Don’t get. He also noticed that the spot between him and Joan was empty. Joan was still fast asleep so Alex quietly got up, pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and ventured downstairs to find out where Ang was.He found her in the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of orange juice. She was now wearing one of his long t-shirts. Walking up behind her he wrapped his arms around her, "Morning beautiful." He lightly kissed the blonde's neck."Mmmm," she lightly moaned, "morning." She took his arms in hers and held. Margaret sat hemmed in by the metal walls of her wedge. One of four in this drum. She faced a quarter-circle of metal dominated by a rounded oblong of black glass about eight inches wide and ten high. Above the panel, a camera was angled downward to point at her face. Walls on either side closed in diagonally and met in a right angle behind her. LEDs on the ceiling and walls washed the cramped space in an even, clinical light. Another camera, mounted at head height, stared at her from the. ‘Of course not. What time?’ She asked, surprised since he had always come to her house. ‘Say around 10:00.’ He told her. ‘Sure, I’ll see you then.’ She said and by the time they had hung up, she had already begun to feel as if he had just kissed her. Butterflies were dancing inside her, and she laughed to herself thinking how funny it might look if those butterflies actually got free. She was still giggling at the thought, picturing that in her head when Larry had come home and questioned her.