him. (What?) The form vibrated. (Ident Routine Entry Dispatcher. RED.… Just call me Red.) (Red?) (Not to be confused with … sorry, wrong department. You must have joined in when I was busy. Need to get a rote on you so I can try to place you properly. Roll it.) AA opened and gave him the best rote he knew. Red lightened. (KT-95, hey? Well, that’s a new one for me. Haven’t had a KT-95 since I’ve been here.) (I don’t believe there ever has been,) AA replied. (No records, only side rote which doesn’t mean anything.) (And you came in on a TSI cruise, and you want to get the feel of it, huh? M Band noise got to you, did it?) (Well, no.) AA flickered. (Not exactly, you see, I …) (Not important,) Red cut in. (Just makes it easier to get you processed, as a matter of rote. Now, first, which is your preference, male or female? I can’t guarantee your choice, but I like to match it up with the entry point when I can.) AA blanked. Red vibrated. (Oh, you don’t know the difference. You are out of the woods.) AA blanked further. (That’s a human expression which … not important. I guess male or female doesn’t make any difference in the long run, especially with you. So, any particular entry point desired?) AA hesitated, then decided. (New York?) (That’s all? Just New York?) AA lighted. (New York it is, any available entry point. Either sex. Well, AA, that should make it fairly rapid for you. Of course, it would be immediate if you select Bombay, Calcutta, or a dozen or so other points. Lot of action there.) AA dimmed and dulled. (New York. At least I have rote. I’ve been