"Hmm," murmured Edigo. "What we have wouldn't have been discovered in your time and wouldn't be covered by law. And it isn't dangerous or habit-forming. It's prescribed by psychologists in certain cases. But I am not sure I should—"
"One hundred dollars," said Jack.
"It's a great deal for five klens' worth of.... All right. Would you prefer it in liquid, tablet or powder form?"
"How about like this?" suggested Jack, handing over a package of chewing gum.
"Yes, it could be mixed in that. If you can wait a few minutes, I'll have our chemist prepare it."
Edigo went away with the chewing gum, and Jack gave himself over to doubts. Perhaps it wasn't fair, but what was that old saying about love and war? Jack convinced himself that Ken hadn't been fair in getting that flashy car.
What if Ken had thought of the same thing?
A momentary chill passed over Jack. But no. Ken didn't need it.
In a few moments, Edigo returned with the chewing gum. It looked no different. Jack couldn't tell whether it was the same gum, with a new ingredient added, or new sticks put in the old wrappers. It didn't matter.
"Thank you. I'll deposit the hundred dollars right away," said Jack. He took the gum and left.