Carolyn's voice replied, "Aye-firm. But look, boys, shouldn't we have some Terran term for the space drive?"
"We ought to," acknowledged one of the men in the inspection cubby. "But how do you translate it into Terran terms when they have no term for it themselves?"
The other man said, "We could always use 'space drive'."
"No good. Better we didn't mention it at all. Leave it as it is."
Farradyne whispered, "They're a canny bunch. Talk the language always, act the part always, live the life always; and cut your enemy short when he's looking for something alien."
Another pair of feet came up the landing ramp, and Carolyn said, almost at the same time. "It's on. How's she working?"
"Fine. We're finished. Coming up."
"I want to see."
"Okay, so you come down and see. We're coming up and getting started."
"Pincered!" said Farradyne to Norma.