That drew the attention of the raiding party, who gave our Kristang Employee Of The Year his reward, not in the form of cash or a prime parking space, but by concentrated fire from a half dozen combots.
"And, uh, I'll need to find a charger," I said weakly. "No need," Skippy said, "I'm keeping it charged." "How?" I asked. He'd never said anything about that before. "Unicorns and fairy dust."
like the dog looking through the windshield, and you’re the dog hanging your head out the window. You’ll get a slightly better view, but you’re not going to understand it any better.”