"Good. I thought they would. You know, you really had me going last night. I thought you meant all that stuff, but I guess imagination and a few beers can do a lot."
"Cut the kidding," he said grimly.
"What?"
"I said, cut it. I'm not in the mood."
"Now what's the matter?"
"This," he said. He held up a pair of glasses, twins to those destroyed.
"But—how could you have made another set? You haven't been near the lab today."
"When I first discovered this web business, I made two pair of glasses. I figured two people could do something about it a whole lot easier than just one. But I was afraid to let anyone in on it. I thought maybe I was batty."
"So?"
"I made this pair for you. For you, Charlie, so you could write the stuff up in your paper to let people know. That's a laugh, isn't it?"