Manella brushed the hair out of her eyes and smiled up at Raych. "I told you it wouldn't cost you any credits."
    Raych blinked and scratched at his bare shoulder. "But are you going to ask me for some now?"
    She shrugged and smiled rather impishly. "Why should I?"
    "Why shouldn't you?"
    "Because I'm allowed to take my own pleasure sometimes."
    "With me?"
    "There's no one else here."
    There was a long pause and then Manella said soothingly, "Besides, you don't have that many credits anyway. How's the job?"
    Raych said, "Ain't much but better than nothing. Lots better. Did you tell that guy to get me one?"
    Manella shook her head slowly. "You mean Gleb Andorin? I didn't tell him to do anything. I just said he might be interested in you."
    "Is he going to be annoyed because you and I-"
    "Why should he? None of his business. And none of yours, either."
    "What's he do? I mean, what does he work at?"
    "I don't think he works at anything. He's rich. He's a relative of the old Mayors."
    "Of Wye?"
    "Right. He doe............