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Lekvich wanted to tell him to go ahead and sue: only a fool
would bring a Poltronian guppy into an oxygen-rich environ-
ment- But he was also worried that this man might just make
good on his threats- He sounded like a troublemaker. And
trouble must be avoided. The guest is always right, he re-
minded himself once again. Always.

"I'll see what I can do, sir." Before he could say more, the

guest hung up on him.

Lekvich turned to the next call. "Hello, thank you for hold-
ing."

"Is the null-g gym closed?"

"I don't know, ma'am. Have you asked at the fitness cen-
ter?"

"Yeah, I tried there. The door's locked. They told me to

call you."

"Oh." Lekvich Tor scratched his head. Why had they told

her to call him? "Ma'am, I'll have to get back to you on
that." He scribbled down her room number and went on to the

next call.

"Thank you for holding." His feet hurt and he was begin-
ning to feel pressure in his bladder. Would Ranee never come

back?

"This is room 2360. We're checking out and we'd like a

robot to bus our luggage."

Lekvich almost sighed with relief at the routine request.

"Right away, sir."

He notified the mech station and took the next call.
"We'd like to reserve a table for dinner tonight."
"This is the concierge. You want to call the restaurant."
"Isn't this the extension for the restaurant?"
Lekvich swallowed an impatient retort. "No, ma'am."
"Well, could you connect me to the restaurant?"
"It would be faster if you dialed direct, ma'am."