Wednesday March 31, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance — Part I: Hand to Mouth


Serial Peacemaker:
Benninyninji: So how soon will you be here?
Tagon: We can reach Yoming orbit in about five hours, depending on traffic.
Benninyninji: Traffic? What kind of scam are you running? There's no traffic in space.
Tagon: Actually, there is, and in a war zone like you've got there's also traffic control.
Benninyninji: What's the matter? Didn't you buy some guns to put on your fancy spaceships?
Ennesby: You've got his down payment. We could just, you know... Fly the other way.
Tagon: Don't tempt me.