Counsellor of Embassy Magnan tapped and entered the office.
"Forgive the intrusion, Mr. Ambassador," he said breathlessly, "but I must—"
"Well, what is it, man? The deal hasn't gone sour?"
"Oh, far from it! I've been exploring General Sozier's economic situation with him via scope, and it seems he'll require a loan."
"Yes, yes? How much?"
Magnan inhaled proudly. "Twenty. Million. Credits."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Magnificent! Good lord, Magnan, you're a genius! This will mean promotions all around. Why, the administrative load alone—"
"I can't wait to make planetfall, Mr. Ambassador. I'm all a-bubble with plans. I hope they manage to get the docking facilities back in operation soon."