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"Concierge," said Lekvich listlessly. "Can I help you?"

"Listen, you'd better get somebody down here right away,"
a frantic voice said.

"Where is here?" Lekvich asked.

"Pardon?"

"I mean, what's your room number?"

"Thirteen sixty-eight."

"What seems to be the problem?"

"It's raining in my room."

Lekvich frowned. "Do you mean the pipes are leaking?"

"No. It's the environmental control. It's out of whack or
something."

Of course, Lekvich thought. The environmental controls. If

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it's not that it's the gravity. If it's not that it's the guppy. Or
the Saurian with a diamond in his nose.
"I'll see that somebody gets to it, sir."
"Hurry, please. My portfolio is getting soaked!"
Lekvich thought that it would be very nice to lie in a quiet
room on a soft bed somewhere and have warm rain trickle
down onto his body. What was this guy complaining about,
he wondered. Why didn't he just lie down and enjoy it?

Bzzzzt!

"Concierge."

"Lekvich, this is Ranee."

"Oh, Ranee, thank goodness. You won't believe -- "

"I can't talk," she said. "I'm on deck thirty-five. Winnie
Payne, the second assistant night manager, saw me with Wolf
and hauled us both into a meeting. 1*11 be back as soon as I

can get loose."