12 - Not a field agent!

[no_fastolfe]

[Mansooreh's Brooklyn accent, never really mild at the best of times, gets thicker when she's surprised. The effect is sort of 1940's-esque; it's been a hundred some-odd years, the slang was due for a comeback anyway.]

Can I speak to the captain? Is there a steward or something? Look, this is a really really nice space liner but I don't have a ticket or anything! I have to get back to Schenectady, yesterday! Oh man, you guys, you only get one screw-up at US Robots and then you're canned! I can't miss work unless I'm dying. They'd still fire me if I was dying! They'd drop the pink slip on my coffin!

Oh, sheesh, this is bad.

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[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

[That makes the man pause] ...Does this country have men called po-lice?

[no_fastolfe]

Yeah. Yeah, we have po-lice men. From the po-lice department. [Slow nod?]

[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

....Are these rich men? Important?

[no_fastolfe]

Well I mean it's a government salary, you aren't buying a house in the Bahamas, but it's an important job, yeah. [She nods seriously.]

[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

...I see.

[He is thinking about this]

Not the equivalent of a Spartan.

[no_fastolfe]

They wear pants. [Pants pronounced with a well-loved dipthong. Pay-ants.]

It's a very respectable position.