I'll be down in maintenance, okay?

Al?

What?

Hey, Al!

What?

Remember you sent some wildcatters out to the middle of nowhere last week, out past the Ilium Range?

Yeah, what?

One of them's on the horn, a mom-and-pop survey team. He says he's on to something. He wants to know if his claim will be honored.

Why wouldn't his claim be honored?

Well, because you sent them to that particular middle-of-nowhere on company orders, maybe? I don't know.

Christ! Some honch in a cushy office on Earth says "go look at a grid reference". We look. They don't say why, and I don't ask. I don't ask because it takes two weeks to get an answer out here, and the answer is always-

"-don't ask".

So what do I tell this guy?

Tell him as far as I'm concerned, if he finds something, it is his. Lydecker? [points towards the corridor]

What? [looks the way Al Simpson pointed and notices children playing there] You kids are not supposed to be on this level! Go on, get outta here!