“So what do you think is so awesome at the Gord’s booth?” Greg said.
“Who cares? Zoe Cross personally recommended it to us.” Faz said. “Let’s go!”
He sped away from the group while Jenny gave Zack a little shove to get his head out of the clouds. Zack sighed and quickened his steps to match his friends’ pace. His OptiGlasses chimed with a notification from the conference app, and he read it quickly.
“Whatever it is, we need to see it fast,” Zack said. “They’re opening the arena for orientation in ten minutes.”
“It’s open all day, isn’t it?” Jenny said.
“Yeah, but somebody told Zoe that I didn’t have anything this evening and committed me to meet her for dinner, so we need to get an early slot for orientation.”
“Oh, right,” Jenny said. “You’re welcome.”
Zack rolled his eyes.
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