"I seem to have followed one of them like a little lamb," said Farradyne. "But I was picked up and brought here for a purpose, so let's get down to cases."
"You're a rather quick-on-the-trigger man, aren't you? What makes you assume that this purpose was anything beyond finding out about Cahill?"
"Because you have tipped your hand," said Farradyne feeling more at ease. "You could have accomplished the same thing by tipping the police and waiting for the case to be newscast. If Cahill admitted to hellflower running, it was for a purpose, too. I call the same logic in you, Niles."
"Please. Mister Niles. I'm a bit your senior."
"All right. Mr. Niles. I've learned one thing so far: I can tell a love lotus operator from the rest of the system."
"How?" They all leaned forward eagerly.
"Because it is the real operators that take an amused view of my alleged machinations. They know the facts."
"Very sage. You are a bit brighter than you appeared a moment ago."
"May I ask why you let me cool my heels for almost a month before you hauled me in?" He looked at Carolyn with a wry smile. "I would make a mild bet you weren't more than a few hundred feet from me all the while?"
"You are a blind man, Farradyne," she said calmly.