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Moods pass. Things look up.
Lost at sea, drifting here, drifting there.
Are you still all right with this?
Try to remember what you were like when you were that age.
Cold enough for you?
Winter getting to you?
Dwelling on the dark side these days?
The enchantments are real. Hold on to that.
Taking things too far had been his trademark.
In retrospect, he may on occasion have taken things too far.
We’ll talk about that later.
Many, it seems, are seriously interested in aliens and special effects.
You don’t want them to think you’re on drugs.
Watch that tendency, he tells himself.
Has he said that out loud? Is he talking to himself?
Everything depends on his will.
He needs to sustain the momentum.
He can’t back off, he can’t hesitate.
Surely he still has a few tricks left.
He’s doing 3-D virtual reality.
So, he’s like a digital expert.
But he acts behind the scenes.
He does what he’s told.
This all makes sense! An alien! Way better than a fairy.
There are nods and murmurs.
In this company, we back each other up.
That’s your mission. We must all rise to the highest level.
If one of us fails, we all fail together.
He’ll have a choice.
It all looks good on paper to the powers that be.
You are being far too abstract. These are real people.
Is he a bad influence? They infer that he is.
I know I can count on you.
Nothing to see here, folks, move along.
It’s the words that should concern you, he thinks at them.
It’s a hazard of isolation.
You’re such a star.
She was excited about this achievement of hers.
Of course, he thought: a photo op, always the main purpose of any ministerial visit.
He could scarcely believe his luck.
What clever thing have you done?
I think you’ll be pleased!
I couldn’t have done it without you.
You’ve certainly been stirring up some waves!
Happily, it has a liquor licence.
He doesn’t want her to think he’s hallucinating.
Yes, he’s a widower, but that doesn’t mean he’s available.
He didn’t see clearly where he was going, but he had to trust that he was going somewhere.
What made them tick? What did they want? Why did they do what they did?
Don’t start anything you can’t finish.