Raymond was furious. He turned suddenly on Mr. Krutchamer.
The Assistant Sales Manager ran into his office and closed the door behind him.
"Really, sir," the android said, "your method of operating this flying machine is truly offensive."
Raymond jabbed the throttle and the jetcopter leaped forward. He sat tensely at the controls, beads of perspiration across his forehead.
The android said, "I would suggest, sir, that you allow me to demonstrate the proper method of operating these controls."
The jetcopter lurched suddenly in a sharp turning motion, and angled in rapidly for a reckless ground landing at WHEELER'S WONDERFUL USED ANDROID LOT.
Mr. Wheeler personally met Raymond and the android as they disembarked. "Greetings," he said. "Looking for a good used android?"
Raymond shook his head. "Got one I want to sell." He pointed and asked, "How much?"
Wheeler examined the android rapidly and said, "Looks like a good clean model. Guess I could give you about five hundred cash."