"They get a bad rap." She
stood. "Let's see the program."
She liked what he'd done and asked him whether Jacky had approved it.
"Jacky said that, as long as I included everything that she wanted, you
should be the judge--since you would have to use it and train others to
use it."
"It looks good to me," Jennifer said. "I'll have Mary mail you a check
on Tuesday. We pay bills on Tuesdays."
"Thanks."
"It was good of you to help, Oliver. We may have to call on you again.
I think you should be entitled to a member discount. We have some nice
trips lined up this summer--day trips, and a canoe trip: Marsh, Myth,
and Earth Mother."
"Sounds buggy," he said.
"Oh, Oliver! Tents, silly. No-see-um netting."
"The cry of the loon across the night," Oliver interrupted.
"Right," she said. "Drumming for Gaia is a popular trip. Sometimes I go
along--quality control, you know."
"Inspector Jennifer," Oliver said. She reached for his arm, to shove
him or to slap him, but she stopped herself.
"Marshmallows," she said.
"Now you're talking. I'll let you know," he said, ducking out.
"We'll put you on the mailing list."
"Great," he called over his shoulder.
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