“I thought you said I didn’t have a reflection, Bettie, and that I’m not real in this world.”
Bettie looks over. “It’s some kind of trick,” she replied after studying the situation while not moving from her own position. She’d been turning a lamp on and off while standing just outside its lighted circle. “You must have touched something and triggered it.”
“I must have sat on it.”
“There ya go.”
“Rowan is a strange sim,” Buster replied back to his fellow tiny wife. “There’s a man named Bean in the Real World who is also a Rowan — Atkinson I believe. A flattie version of him exists in Collagesity, um, *7 Stones*. Runs the library there. I should check out the 7 Stones library soon. See if anything is different from the Collagesity one.”
“You know we don’t have time for that. Between schooling and scouting there’s no room!”
“We can make room. The Room.”
“Let’s go (speaking of time). There’s a limit to how long prims will stay rezzed here anyway. This can’t be a base for studying the hills.”
“You already know where the base is,” Bettie replied. “Professor Suckaluck set it up all those years ago.”
“I know I know. I’m just scouting around the area to make sure. We *are* scouts these days.”
“For about 2 days more, yes. Then it’s return to Long Drive and create reports and then get back to studying studying studying. End of the 1st summer semester fast approaching. Soon June will slide into Juli and we’ll be eating hot dogs and groatcakes down at the 4th of Juli celebrations over in X-Town.”
Ever wonder what the X stood for? he wanted to reply, but realized they had no more time for dialog here.
Goodbye THIS SIM.