Quillan switched off the viewer. "Come in," he said resignedly.
The door opened. The three glanced at Quillan, and then at Trigger-plus-Beldon. Their eyes widened only slightly. Duty on the Dawn City produced hardened men.
Neither Quillan nor Trigger could offer the slightest explanation as to what had started the extinguishers. The engineers apologized and withdrew. The door closed again.
Quillan switched on the viewer. Their voices came back into the cabin as they climbed into their car.
"So that's how it happened," one of the assistants was saying reflectively.
"Right," said the ship's engineer. "Like to burst into flames myself."
"Ha-ha-ha!" They drove off.
Trigger flushed. She looked at Quillan.
"Perhaps I ought to get into something else," she said. "Now that the party's over."
"Perhaps," Quillan admitted. "I'll have Gaya bring something down. We want to stay out of your cabin for an hour or so till everything's been checked. There'll be a few conferences to go through now."