want to try something. Stand in front of the tank.” “Stand in front of the deep-sea horror that wants to eat me, you mean.” “Yes,” she said serenely. “I mean exactly that.” Daniel glared at her. “I have a PhD.” “That’s nice. So do I.” “I also have two master’s degrees, and I’ve addressed the United Nations.” “I can run in four-inch heels. Are we done playing ‘who has the bigger dick’? Because I have things to accomplish, and I need you to stand in front of the siren.”
