"Yeah, guess so." He sat down next to me at the radio console and pulled a pack of cigarets from his shirt pocket. He offered one to me, and we both smoked in silence for a minute or two.
"Got anything to read?"
I grinned. "Some microspool catalogues of stars."
"Stars?"
"I'm an astronomer ... at least, I was an astronomer, before the National Emergency was proclaimed."
Rizzo looked puzzled. "But I never heard of you."
"Why should you?"
"I'm an astronomer too."
"I thought you were an electronicist."
He pumped his head up and down. "Yeah ... at the radio astronomy observatory at Greenbelt. Project OZMA. Where do you work?"