Page 51 of My Date is a Polymorph
“Do you like anchor points?Like using your money to maintain privacy?”
“Sure.”
“Do you want to see multiple countries?”
Cabree grinned.“I would like to, yes.But I need internet.”
“Right.Not a problem.Take a cruise.It moves on a predictable path.You can hop on and off islands, eat at elegant restaurants on the ship, lie in the sun the whole way if you want.”
Cabree grinned.“A cruise.Excellent.I think I am going to look into it.”
“Do it.It’s contained, and it gives you a jumping-off point without rapidly dumping you into a new community like air travel does.”
Cabree smiled.“I like not being jolted and being able to work the whole time if I choose it.”
“Do it.But don’t tell Zera I told you.She’s already pissed with me.”
Cabree laughed.“She is often in that state with me as well.I am glad you stopped to talk.”
“Oh, you are standing in front of some tiny sandwiches that I wanted.I am seriously food-motivated.”
They laughed and wandered through the food display together, talking about what they were wearing to the wedding and if they were going to dance.The important things.
Lalli stood with Ekron, and they sang a duet that had been written for Worro and Keera.It was a song about rewriting time.
Watching Krix and Hever holding each other and moving slowly to one side, while Worro and Keera were dancing in full ballroom swing with a lot of lifts and smiles.
When the song was over, both couples hugged, and there was wild applause from the grouping.The dance floor was open for general dancing.
Ekron looked at her.“You need to sing in public.”
“Nope.This was a one-off.Hever is a friend, and Keera and I were in training together way back when.Now, go duet with Drin.”
“She’s dancing with Vikor.It frees me up to nag you.”
Lalli glared at him.“Go blow Klauz or something.”
“Naw.Interesting idea, though.”
He walked with her and bumped her into Techor.The judge paused.“Nothing.Absolutely nothing.”
Lalli laughed.“Oh, that is what you were after.No.I have mental training.Lots of it.We learn to deflect psychics in grade school.”
Techor stared at her eyes.“Are you Havanik?”
“Wow.You get a cookie.”
“Your people don’t leave home?”
“We didn’t, but I made a friend and wanted to know where she came from, so I got a visa and came to visit, and then I got another one and got a job.”
Ekron looked at her.“So, what do you look like?”
“Different.You are nosy as fuck, aren’t you?You have a mate.Go get her.”
“Vikor has a mate; we have a beloved playmate.”
“Great.Go play.”
