"Take another dig, Steve. Take a dig for ignition keys. We've got to steal."
"I don't mind stealing." I took another trip into the open section and gandered at ignition locks. I tried to memorize the ones with keys hanging in the locks but failed to remember all of them.
"Okay, Steve. This is where we walk in boldly and walk up to a couple of cars and get in and drive off."
"Yeah, but why—"
"That's the only way we'll ever get out of here," she told me firmly.
I shrugged. Farrow knew more about the Medical Center than I did. If that's the way she figured it, that's the way it had to be. We broke out of the dead area, and as we came into the open, Farrow linked her arm in mine and hugged it.
"Make like a couple of fatuous mushbirds," she chuckled. "We've been out walking and communing with nature and getting acquainted."
"Isn't the fact that you're Mekstrom and I'm human likely to cause some rather pointed comment?"
"It would if we were to stick around to hear it," she said. "And if they try to read our minds, all we have to do is to think nice mushy thoughts. Face it," she said quietly, "it won't be hard."
"Huh?"