"Probably. Will you turn off the light, please?"
He met his date and immediately put the incident out of his mind. They listened to Brahms' First and it was everything Westing had hoped it would be. Afterwards, when they were sitting in a bar, he told her about the Organization.
The girl seemed surprised. It was the second time he had taken her out and she didn't know him very well.
"You ought to belong to something," she said. "Why don't you join?"
"You mean that?"
"Everybody should belong to something. You can't be useless."
"I'm not useless. I make my contribution. More than most people, in fact."
"But you can't just live for yourself."
"Why not?"