----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Bruce Johnson" 

> Ricardo looks over at Cory. "You were working on something along  
> those lines, weren't you. A sensor net tied to our cell fones, right?  
> We'll set up a watch list for any downport time."
> 
> "And Lysia, you're correct, you ARE going to take them shopping. And  
> as long as we're on the ground, you're going to take them to the  
> restaurants, to the library, the the bathroom...Luet's close enough  
> to have gotten some news from Mark by now, and rich enough to   
> attract less desirable sophs who might wish to cash in on any  
> contractual issues might be attached to Lessa, so you're on them like  
> white on rice every moment, ok?"

Lysia nods and smiles.  "I wouldn't have it any other way.  By the way
what are the, well you know, firearms laws like on Luet?  Not that I
think the law makes an iota of differenct to our friends."
 
> "Lessa, I don't mean to frighten you, but until we get away from Mark  
> several jumps, you wear the big sunglasses, floppy hats and keep the  
> blond, or change it to red or purple or something else. Lysia's got  
> theatrical training, there's stuff we can do with makeup."

Lysia looks at Lessa, "She could pull off purple or blue you know but
untill you find a look you're happy with I am your humble servant."
 
Lysia