( Sunday Morning, Hartford Manor, San Angeles )

When you had transportation like the S.H.A.R.C., it wasn't even a nap-length trip from Milieux to San Angeles, but Ronny, sensing Mack's mood, had decided to take the long way -- and circumnavigate the globe, keeping the speed down to a nice easy Mach 2 for which Mack was silently grateful, or so she took his silence to mean.

( They were somewhere over Siberia when she finally spoke up. )