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rants."

"But I like you."

Lekvich Tor gulped. He had heard rumors of the Saurians'
mating techniques and he had no intention of learning
whether or not any of those rumors were true. "I'm very flat-
tered," he said. "But I'm on duty." He pointed to the wall
clock behind him. "All night"

"Don't you ever get a break?"

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"Uh, no. Never." Ranee, where are you? he thought. Where

is the Security Force? Where is my mother?

A robot security drone rolled by and Lekvich wanted to
call out to it but something kept him from doing so. He
musn't insult the guest. He looked around the lobby at the
endless flow of people, desperately hoping to catch the eye of
some functionary. He could always press the Security button,
but he had not yet been told what would happen if he did so.

"Well, I can wait." The Saurian looked as though she were
planning to lean against the console all night.
"So there you are!" a high voice cried.
A Saurian male half the female's size came hurrying
through the crowd toward the concierge desk. He wore a
shimmering cloak woven from the rarest full-spectrum textiles
and had a diamond stud embedded in one green and scaly
nostril. "There you are," he said again even more shrilly, "i
can't turn my back on you for a moment."

The female rolled her dark eyes and turned to face her ac-
cuser with a condescending air. "Raoul, calm down, dearest.

You'll have a stroke if you don't relax."

"Don't try to get around me, Celeste. I know what you're

capable of."

She gave Lekvich a long-suffering look. "I've been waiting
for you, darling. You know you always take longer to dress

than I do."