Читать книгу Starport - George R.r. Martin - Страница 39

SETTLE DOWN,

ROOKIE. NOW, DO

ME A FAVOR AND

HANDLE THE

CROWD.

WILL

EVERYBODY

JUST SHUT UP AND

CALM DOWN FOR

A MOMENT?

HI THERE,

SIR. I’M OFFICER

ERNIE MANNING. MAY

I SEE YOUR PHONE,

PLEASE?

VERY NICE.

WHERE YOU FOLKS

FROM?

I...IOWA.

WE’RE ON

VACATION...

AND HOW

CLOSE DID YOU

GET WHILE TAKING

PICTURES OF

THEM?

I...THEY’RE

SO TALL AND

COLORFUL! AND

WE’VE NEVER

SEEN...

ALIENS

BEFORE.

NO.

AH.

THERE

IT IS.

LOOKS LIKE YOU FOLKS

DIDN’T GET THROUGH YOUR

NEW-SPECIES-INTERACTION

PAMPHLET AT THE AIRPORT, HUH?

MISSED THE BIT ABOUT HOW

SERIOUSLY THESE GUYS

TAKE THEIR PERSONAL

SPACE?

DO YOU

MIND IF I ERASE

YOUR PHOTOS AND

TURN OFF YOUR

PHONE, SIR?

YES! YES, OF COURSE! WHATEVER YOU NEED, OFFICER.