"Reminds me of topside, standing at the shore of the ammonia sea when a storm is coming up," he said.
Elaine nodded. "Yes ... the wind, and the dark, and the waves...."
Abruptly, the music snapped off.
"Oh damn!" Elaine blurted. "I thought I had the thing fixed."
"Let me take a look at it," Lee said getting up from the couch.
He tinkered with the recorder for a while, to no avail. "I'm no electronics tech, that's for sure."
Elaine shrugged. "Don't worry about it. I'll have it repaired tomorrow."
She went into the kitchenette and called back, "How about some brandy?"
"Fine," he answered.
She returned and handed him a glass.