Lorelei Slocum didn’t reply yet or give ’way any emotion, but simply watched the guy in his loose tie spiel:
Now, I want you to look @ this atmosphere — this color-changing sky rich in oxygen & chlorofluorocarbon to block out nasty solar radiation.
She had to admit, if he was talking truth, his location perfectly fit the design o’ her characters.
He then went on to talk ’bout the variety o’ the location, though Lorelei couldn’t help noticing that ’bout 2 / 3 o’ it was just water. Finally he turned to her like a child begging a parent for the newest game console & asked her what her decision was. Lorelei hesitated.
I’ll have to talk to the rest o’ my team…