"Listen, I'm the Commissioner. No two-bit pilot is going to tell me what I can't take. The luggage limit is ridiculous!"
"What are you complaining about? He let you take everything, didn't he?"
"After you smiled at him."
"I was only trying to be pleasant."
"Pleasant is it? Last time you said it was to influence him to take all my luggage."
"Yeah and you got sore because you weren't a big enough shot to swing the deal alone," her voice rasped through its lady-like veneer.
"That's a lie. Furthermore I don't want to catch you smiling at him again."
"I give up," she exclaimed and reached for a telemag.
But he wouldn't drop it there. "I didn't like that fellow's looks. Pads in his shoulders, little waxed mustache. Who does he think he is, Captain Future?"
"Oh, don't be funny. Just think what he thinks of you after what you said to him in front of all the other passengers and crew."