"Lord Charlie, he say watch you."
"And I say I'm going with the spaceman to his spaceship."
Tashtu bowed. "The Lady has spoken," he said, and watched Robin descend the rocky rampart and walk back with Glaudot toward the far distant glint of metal which was this spaceship they were talking about.
"So you can create just anything," Glaudot said.
"I guess so."
A goddess, he thought. A beautiful goddess who ...
Suddenly he stared at her. Who could make him the most powerful man in the galaxy.
"This spaceship of yours—" she began.
"Wait. Wait a minute. If you can create anything, how's about re-creating Chandler?"