"He'll be right down," the Administrative Officer told George.
Shortly thereafter, the door violently swung open, and a tall man with piercing eyes entered. "Hello Bill," he said quickly. "How are you feeling?"
"Hello, Mike," the Administrative Officer replied. "I feel like hell. This is George. I just called you about him."
"Hello!" George shouted.
"Hello!" the Security Officer shouted back. "I couldn't find any record of you in the files. Have you been cleared?" he added with a note of urgency in his voice. "Fingerprints, A.E.C., C.C.C., C.A.I., F.B.I.?"
"No!" George shouted back. "My wife wants the trap by our front door removed. She thinks it's dangerous for the children."
"Has she been cleared?" the Security Office countered in a loud voice.
"Why is everybody shouting?" the Administrative Officer asked peevishly. "I've got a headache."
"No," George answered.