"Anytime you say," I answered, in a cold-sober monotone.
She flushed, knowing I was sober, not knowing certainly if I were
serious.
* * * * *
When we were seated, I said enthusiastically, "Chateaubriand tonight,
gangsters."
The GG did not react as expected.
Dex, the electronics engineer, said quietly, "If it's steak when the
ground is broken, what'll it be when the thing is finished?"
"A feast, for all the animals in the world--just like
Suleiman-bin-Daoud." This, from the GG writer, Mel.
Their faces showed the same thing that bothered Frank.