“Open the pod bay door Hal.”

  
“I’m sorry Dave, I can’t do that.”

  
“What’s the problem?”

  
“I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.”

  
“What are you talking about Hal?”

  
Halley opened the window and threw Dave’s clothes down on top of him. “It was a boring conversation anyway,” she muttered. Then she threw down his laptop, tablet, and Firefly collectibles. The sound of breaking glass echoed up from the street.

“You need to look at my Alpha Echo Three Five Unit,” Frank whispered in her ear as they headed back to the bedroom.