Gerd put his hands on her shoulders and shook her gently. "Superstitious lady," he said, "that's against the Law of Probabilities."
"No," disagreed Gaya with a smile. "Right in accordance with it. When the tossed coin comes up heads ten million times without a tail, it indicates that there may be two heads on the coin, or that some outside force is at work. I was fooling, Gerd."
"I know," he said with a laugh. "Now enough of our worries. What's on the program this evening?"
"Dinner with Executive General Atkins and wife. Theater afterwards."
"I'd better dress, then," said Gerd. "Complete with all the trimmings. Toni Atkins would be horrified at the idea of dining without the males all girded and braced in full formal dress."
"Once dinner is over, you'll enjoy them."
"I always do," said Gerd. "They're both interesting people. Save for her ideas of propriety."
Gaya pushed him in the direction of the dressing room. "I do, too," she called after him with malicious pleasure. "And remember, that I'm just as they are—and not above them at all."
"I might be able to get the legislature to pass laws against women," returned Gerd thoughtfully.
"The result might be quite devastating," said Gaya.