❧ Putting on the Ritz - *Special event*

[luministimods]

[around 1 p.m., no matter where you might be at the time, a text message and a photo attachment are sent to every CAT unit and read as follows:]

To celebrate the septicentennial of Luministi's founding, all new residents have been invited to a special dinner just for them at the newly opened treehouse restaurant known as The Chrysalis. This

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[bit_impossible]

[and somehow, he manages to sidle up next to her to catch her unaware, but he comes with drink in both hands--banana daiquiris this time] Here, try this. You look lovely, by the way.

[bit_impossible]

It's called a banana daiquiri. I wasn't sure if you liked alcohol in it or anything, so it's the virgin kind.

[bit_impossible]

It should do! I asked for extra banana. They're good for you, you know.

[bit_impossible]

Oh, of course there is! Lemonade, lime juice, stuff like that.

But I am, for the most part, yes. How about you, Soph? This doesn't seem like something you particularly enjoy, if you don't mind me saying.

[bit_impossible]

No, you're right about that there. Still, don't you wonder about how such things can happen just like that? [snaps his fingers on "that"]

[bit_impossible]

All of the above, really. I was thinking of our little one minute nap where all those statues and topiary animals disappeared in the blink of an eye.

[bit_impossible]

[taps the side of his nose] Call it...Doctor intuition. [smiles, a twinkle in his eye]

[bit_impossible]

Not any specific device, no. Nobody should have that sort of technology, least of all in a place like this.