"I don't receive a thing," Tom chuckled, stretching his flat muscled arms to the low ceiling, his body making a triangle from his narrow hips to his wide shoulders. "What's the hunch?"
"Ever have the feeling you'd been some place before when you'd actually never been there? I feel that about this star." Willie glanced at Tom with his bright blue eyes, then looked quickly away, a bit of a red flush high on his cheeks.
"It's just because it's like our sun, that's all," Tom said.
"No, it's not that, Tom. It's something else. I feel like we ought to get out of here. Maybe it's the planet."
"Planet?" Tom said.
"Yes," Willie said quietly, "an Earth type planet."
"Earth type!" Tom shouted. "Ten thousand credits bonus! Get it on the screen, Willie. Let's see that spending money baby."
Willie turned on the viewer. Dark and shadowy on one side, bright with blue-green color on the other, the planet floated on the screen.
"The blue must be water and the green continents," Tom murmured in awe. "Damn, it's beautiful. We going to pass it close?"
"In about five more minutes of this spiral," Willie answered. "Say, Tom," Willie said hesitantly, "will you check over these figures? I'm not sure I've allowed enough for the pull of the sun." He shifted the papers aimlessly.