"I have to go back to the shack," he said. "I'll see you again before you leave.”
The lock hissed shut behind them and the inner screw began to turn. It swung open and they stepped into a small room that was lined with spacesuits hanging on the wall.
A man was standing in the center of the room. A big man, with broad shoulders and hands like hams. His unruly shock of hair was jet-black and his voice boomed jovially at them.
"Glad to see all of you," he said and laughed, a deep, thunderous laugh that seemed to shake the room.
Gary swung back the helmet of his suit and thrust out a gloved hand.
"You are Dr. Kingsley?" he asked.
"That's who I am," boomed the mighty voice. "And who are these folks with you?”
Gary introduced them.
"I didn't know there was a lady in the party," said the doctor.
"There wasn't," said Herb. "Not until just recently.”