LISTS, PLANS AND PROCEEDINGS
The students nodded. “May we call you Professor?” Alana asked, raising her hand eagerly. “I hope to get at least a B+ this semester.” Stuart laughed. “Okay, so, what are the questions we want to know the answers to— whatever we don’t know that we’re remotely stuck on?” “When to meet Ashton,” Kim started. “Who goes,” Alana said. “Okay, go easy on me,” Stuart said, scribbling furiously. After a minute he looked up again. “That’s two. What else?” “What should the rest be doing who stay back,” Kim said. “Where should we stay?” Julian said thoughtfully. “I mean, there’s here, I guess, but we’re already out of food. We’re going to need a better supply line, that’s for sure.” Stuart nodded, and wrote down the fourth question. “Anything else?” There was a minute or two of silence while everyone pondered. Nothing further ensued. “Okay, that’s good for starters,” Stuart said, capping his pen. “That’ll get us going on the day anyway.” “Wait a minute,” Warner said suddenly. “Do we have time for all this jazz? I mean, don’t get me wrong—I respect all your little rituals and traditions, but that guy we’re meeting could be already there waiting for us, couldn’t he? There’s time for all this stuff, but it seems like if we’ve got an appointment set up and we don’t even know how to get there, or even where it is…” His voice faded in a confused warble. “Hey Warner, man, hang around a while and watch before asking too many questions,” Alana said. “If there’s one thing I think I’ve gotten rammed 117