"OK, you got’em." "Where’s the reimbursement for the FIRST trip?" "What! You haven’t got it yet?" "Would I ask for it if I HAD gotten it?" "SRI is slow when it comes to paying consultants. I’ll look into it again." I continued my hardball approach. "It is to be understood that I will be fully informed about the type and nature of any experiment. I don’t want any more surprises. I also will do only those experiments I feel I can succeed at. If I don’t have this feeling, then nothing will be held against me. After all, if I feel I won’t succeed, then my psychological balance will be negative." "OK, I swear." "I want an office with a telephone to sit in when we’re not working." "Gee, that might be difficult. SRI doesn’t assign offices to consultants." "Work it out, or I no show. I also want a work agenda cast in cement. I want the work to be as full-time as possible, even though that might wreck your telephoning." "OK, how soon can you come?" "In a week or so. How’s that? I need time to TELL EVERYONE where I’m going this time." "OK. Done deal. I’ll work on the office. Would you mind having some observers present?" "No, providing they are qualified and not just some dipshits wanting a thrill." Then I showered -- and went over to Zelda’s. I needed to be in the company of someone who was fearless. Zelda feared nothing.