"Of course," Cal said, "you're good company when you aren't trying to make me into a lady."

Pentam stood and offered her his arm. Cal stood, arranged her satchel on her shoulder then took his arm. The scientists winked at him, then turned back to their meal.

The manager led them outside and pointed out a man with a two-seater cart.

"Joliu will take good care of you."

Pentam handed Cal up into the seat then clambered in after her.

Joliu took off without ...