"Where are these spacegooks from? And what time can they be in the office tomorrow?"
"The Llagoe Islands on Venus," she said excitedly. "And they can be here anytime you say."
"Okay, ten hundred sharp. What do they do and how many people are involved?"
"They're musicians. And, uh, there are three. And two correspondents." She looked rather sheepishly at me as I raised my eyebrows and commented that even in this day and age of easy morality that was quite a number of 'people' to be involved in one divorce case. Too many, in fact.
"Well, they are subject to our laws," she said doubtfully.
"Indeed they are—thanks to a Subversive Congress." I made a few notations on my desk pad. "Five of them, eh? A multiple marriage."
Thais' voice was very low. "Well, no. Not exactly."
"What then?"
She looked at me resignedly. "Three sexes," she said.