“Skippy! Did you jump the gun?” “Oh, uh, yeah. Basically, a very nice Kristang was holding the door open for us, and I had to act before we lost the opportunity. Sorry there wasn’t time to inform you.” “A very nice Kristang?” Smythe was taken aback by that unlikely concept. “Uh huh, I would give him a fruit basket as a thank you, except he got splattered by a Mach three shock wave. I do feel bad about that, but, what the hell, right?
