"It's done," the woman replied. "That's what I came to see you about."
"Good."
"Not so good as you might think." She tucked a stray black curl into
place and sighed. "We've developed a plastic that can be sprayed on in
the molten state. When it cools it grows almost as hard as diamond.
But...."
"Go on," said Matt. "What's the trouble?"
"We don't have the raw materials."