He went off like a shot. The Bull seemed almost eager to follow the request.
“What did you tell him?” I said, stretching out of the chair.
“I told him that he’d have a chocolate shake if he cleans up the kitchen a bit.”
“Oh you’re evil.”
Mike sat down and gingerly sipped his drink. “For all their techs, I am still amazed to find they didn’t know what chocolate was until they came here.”
“According to V’mæx, their land was mostly desert after their war. He mentioned something about some destroyer wrecking havok all over the lands.”
“Insane. I hope this world doesn’t be like theirs.”
“Like a world filled with technologically advanced nine foot musclebuilt guys?”
We both lose ourselves in thought.
“Y’know, that does’t sound too shabby a deal.”