The station they were listening to was a surprising mix of instrumental and vocal rock'n'roll, with a heavy emphasis on groups like Madhsenger, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, and Dire Straits.The station they were listening to was a surprising mix of instrumental and vocal rock'n'roll, with a heavy emphasis on groups like Madhsenger, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, and Dire Straits. More than half the music was Terran, and all of it was heavy instrumentals. I found it quite to my liking. I wrote down the index number for future reference. P'nyssa and Rael were in a corner talking. Every once in a while I heard a giggle or laugh, and I stifled an urge to turn and look, instead concentrating on a book I'd brought, a novel by a Centaur author, written entirely in Centaur. Dagmar was off somewhere taking care of her home. I must have been wrapped up in my story, because Dagmar walked in and said "Hi. Where are Rael and P'nyssa?" I looked up in bewilderment. "I don't know," I admitted. "They must have wandered off." "Guiness," Dagmar said, addressing someone I had apparently not been aware of, "Where's Rael?" A deep and soothing voice responded, "Rael has retired for the evening with the young lady, Dagmar." Wow, that was quick. "It seems, Lady Dagmar, that they have discreetly snuck off, a discreetness blown by your AI. And you haven't even introduced me." "I am Guiness," said the voice. "I apologize." "That's all right," I answered. |