Chapter Eleven
Contact
“Great contact is not always visible.” —Alice
Once Verruca had made contact with DBO, she was unstoppable. Bombarding the robots—who, for the most part, were happy to take things a tad slower—with questions, DBO bled them dry with queries. She wanted to know all about recycling and energy from water, wind, and could the power be used on a larger scale?
Finally exasperated, Pope turned to the mountain of books littered on the veranda, telling DBO to “knock herself out,” and when that didn’t keep her quiet, they took her to the café.
The alterations team, who in the end agreed on pillowcases, had invited Vegas and her team for “a slap-up chocolate session”—a thank-you for the silk. And Pope figured if the Alterationist didn’t shut her up (they could talk a H-Pad t
