Decisions
59"If I was on stage I'd probably make a better first impression. But then... I never really liked being in crowds. Weird, isn't it..."
"Is this about your old friends? From the photo? You'll realign, Hersh, I know you will."
"That's the man who'll be taking you over. He won't let anything happen to you."
"That's the melody you played on my keyboard, wasn't it?"
"This isn't... your music, is it?"
"We could take a look at it together, maybe rework some sections... It'll be good for our collab."
"You're doing a lot of coming and going, Hersh." She forces a smile at you.
Cicatriz Frontera, La Luz. Fabricators from the Ministry of Cosmonautics present three custom spacesuits for inspection. A young publicist with severely angular hair scans them, then shakes her head and says, 'She'll want one in all purple'.
No playful jab, no implied wink. He doesn't know you met her.
