"Strange...."
"No, sir. If we were supposed to remember, it wouldn't be closed."
"Perhaps so. Do you remember what the room looks like, or who your teacher is for the closed class?"
"No, sir. I really don't remember anything at all about it."
"Thank you. Willis."
(Citizen Cuchulain Dent, age 37, occupation inventor. A prematurely bald man with ironic, heavy-lidded eyes.)
"Yep, that's right. I'm an inventor specializing in games. I brought out Triangulate—Or Else! last year. It's been pretty popular. Have you seen it?"
"I'm afraid not."
"Sort of a cute game. It's a simulated lost-in-space thing. The players are given incomplete data for their miniature computers, additional information as they win it. Space hazards for penalties. Lots of flashing lights and stuff like that. Very big seller."